Saturday, January 10, 2009

Strings, shedding light and lilies.

1. On the railings and in the hedges are cobwebs left behind by autumn but remembered by January's frost.

2. The street disappears into the fog, the horizon invisible but for a tree top in front of the misted over sun.

3. He brings flowers, stargazer lilies. They are fast asleep and shut up against the cold.

Brew-up, out of the oven and future dressing.

1. I stir the tea in the canister to get the right mix of black tea leaves and flower petals and orange peel and lift a spoonful into the in...