Friday, March 14, 2025

Bricks, hot cross buns and crocuses.

1. Where there was a window, there is now a door. Where there was a door, there is now a window. Today the builder is cleaning up, darkening his new brickwork with a wet brush.

2. At coffee time -- the smell of hot cross buns.

3. Under the icy rain, crocuses have fallen to purple mush. When I lift them, there's the scent of saffron.

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...