Monday, January 26, 2009

Spice, inclement and work time.

1. The flavour of the cinnamon that infused our hot chocolate milk wriggles its way to the top.

2. We have no need to go out, so it's no concern of ours if the wind roars around the walls and the rain soaks the world drop by drop.

3. It is late and silent, except for me tapping at the keyboard.

Let go, underfoot and pie.

1. Technical difficulties. I let go of having working earbuds for this walk. Then I have one last try, and they switch on. 2. Acorns crunchi...