Sunday, January 19, 2014

Roll over, no waiting and an airing.

1. My Saturday lie-in.

2. Just as I arrive I catch sight of the person I am meeting waving at me from the other side of the crossing.

3. To walk out, just me, Alec and the scooter. To watch him racing away across the park and to think how independent he is getting.

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...