Thursday, February 25, 2021

Light, air and roots.

1. This morning without being asked Alec opens the shutters of our bedroom so I have enough light to type.

2. To open a window and feel new air hurrying into the room.

3. My beans have put down roots.

Castle Street, fan and melting.

1. I am staring at the meal deals in the minimarket when I realise that what I really want here is a coffee and a sandwich made in front of ...