Monday, May 05, 2008

All good things, warmth and white.

1. I am half-awake, half-asleep, listening to shaving noises and kettle noises and thinking that I should get up any minute now... any minute... just one last... and then a tray of tea and Nutella toast appears overhead.

2. Stepping outside into warm air.

3. Remembering to take a moment to enjoy the balcony -- last week I took advantage of a hot, bright afternoon that just begged for a wet pursuit and scrubbed the green off it. Now it shines white (apart from the bits I've missed), but I haven't really stood back and enjoyed the work I put into it.

Invented recipe, gone to seed and co-working.

1. When I come down, she is making pancakes to an invented recipe. 2. I let the parsley go to seed. I regret the drooping bitter leaves that...