Sunday, March 16, 2008

In the air, golden box and ground stars.


Almost a year ago, I chatted with John Naish about gratitude, and part of a chapter in his book Enough was the result.

1. The air is warm and has a certain sweet scent to it that suggests Spring might be around the corner.

2. Nick brings a box of chocolates because he thinks I sound unhappy on the phone.

3. We come across a park where tiny daffodils like little yellow stars cover the ground.

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...