Sunday, May 17, 2020

Weekend morning, final onion and 11pm.

1. To sleep in and then make a fry-up.

2. With streaming eyes I tip the last onion into the pan.

3. To hear the 11pm chimes away across town through a fuzz of sleep. 

Dull, after the rain and prepping.

1. I slap the full water butt to enjoy the dull thump. 2. My herbs have doubled in size in the rain, which seems to have nourished them in a...