Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Work, sleeper and ice cream.

1. Even a small bit of work on my course module makes a difference. I have to keep reminding myself how important it is to chip away at a large project.

 2. It's an odd sort of evening. Alec is tired and cross and won't get into his pyjamas. Instead of asking for a story or bubby he lies on the bed playing with a little plastic goldfish for a while and then comes up and snuggles against my leg. His soft breathing changes, and his body weight. He doesn't wake when I roll him off my leg, or when I put him into his night things.

 3. Eating ice cream with Nick on a warm evening.

Grasses, jay and watchers.

1. I stop for a moment to watch the wind shaking the grass heads in all their variety. I should, I suppose, try to learn them now I've n...