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.

Going away, sweet peas and calls.

1. Waving off the last of our sleepover guests. Now we are free to be tired and grumpy. 2. A bunch of sweet peas -- bright stained glass col...