Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The garden, mystery greens and still light.

1. Tiny soft leaves are pushing out of the earth in the salad box on my balcony. I'm looking forward to cut-and-come-again greenery later this month.


2. Marsh samphire for its bright glassy green.


3. The nights are drawing out, so I hurry to script writing in daylight, taking a short cut across the park.

Dress, drink and catch-up.

1. Walking out of the theatre, I hold his hand so he's not tempted to bolt across the swirly carpet into the forest of legs. We agree th...