Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Laundry, bark bark bark and the night in.

1. I take a shirt from the wardrobe. It smells of sky and sunlight because it has been dried outside on the washing line.

2. The two dogs take turns to thrust their heads out of the catflap and bark greetings to us.

3. Dinner is in the oven. We are in the bath.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...