Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Escape, spring is coming and making a choice.

1. To pass my milk-drunk baby to my husband and leave the house for two hours of freedom.

2. A drift of crocuses (mauve over white stems) in the grey-brown park.

3. There is time -- just -- to stand and gaze in the sweet shop while I decide what to buy.
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Squeal, snowdrops and crocuses.

1. In the café where I've been waiting, a high-pitched mechanical sound has been bothering me sporadically. One of the three plasterers ...

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    1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
  • Midsummer, feeding and cakes.
    1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
  • As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
    1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...