Thursday, February 10, 2011

Life lessons, size and soft.

1. He is waving his fists in front of his face, snapping with his mouth and looking disappointed at not catching something to suck. I give him a cuddle and tell him about hand-eye co-ordination, depth perception and not being too hard on oneself.

2. My aunt holds Alec and says: "I'd forgotten how small they are!"

3. Against my chapped lips Alec's forehead is as soft and as welcome as the thawing rain the night before he was born.

Spider work, salts and bickering.

  1. Cobwebs gleam where they catch the low-angled sun -- polygonal nets strung from brambles; gauzy dancefloors in the gorse. 2. Tipping th...