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.

Blue glass, hot pink and bergamot.

1. Our taxi driver has a string of blue glass beads hanging by his window. He speaks proudly about his two boys -- one at school with my son...