Monday, February 20, 2012

Round-about, beans and surrender.

1. A family is playing on the round-about. They children shriek with laughter as the dad pushes them faster and faster. A pink streak whizzes past in my peripheral vision. One of the little girls has come off, landing about five feet away laughing and surprised. "You really went flying," says her dad amazed and amused. They both get a telling off from the mother.

2. Alec's rejected beans go very well in my ham and pea soup with some pink fragments of meat.

3. To surrender. We are not going to get to watch TV tonight, and it's a relief to admit it.

Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...