Saturday, March 15, 2008

Adjustment, morning and a lick of paint.

1. Just before the shops open, I am passing a department store and spot a make-up girl adjusting her eyeliner.

2. A mad-looking old lady sitting on a bench smiles and waves at me. I can't help but smile back at her.

3. Coming into our freshly painted hall.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....