Saturday, December 12, 2020

Light, clear and dealt with.

1. This morning is strange lightwise as I move along the way home. In places streaks and wisps of mist; in places bright winter sun. But by the time I get to my desk there are dark clouds rolling in from Ashdown Forest.
2. Looking at my plan for the day and seeing that I have a good long clear stretch for working: no calls, no obligations.
3. Nick takes the malfunctioning smoke alarm away and deals with it.

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...