Monday, March 09, 2009

Frogs, the baker and new potatoes.

1. Following up a rumour from Anke we stroll down to a pond on the common to see the frogs doing what frogs do in the spring. One corner of the pond looks as if you could walk across it, the spawn is so thick. The water is dotted with gleaming heads and beady eyes, and we can hear them croaking above the swoosh of the traffic.

2. A smell of baking and some kitchen noises caused by Nick making muffins.

3. Potatoes boiled in their skins.

Waiting in the library, ice and dirty colours.

1. I have to wait in the library for a few minutes and find myself flittering among the shelves snapping pics of books that I might like to ...