Tuesday, September 09, 2025

Spider work, salts and bickering.

 1. Cobwebs gleam where they catch the low-angled sun -- polygonal nets strung from brambles; gauzy dancefloors in the gorse.


2. Tipping the rest of the bag of epsom salts into the bath with a rainy swish.


3. The children bickering across me about things that just don't matter.

Tea, words and supper.

1. The hot cup of tea waiting for me on the breakfast table. 2. My words aren't coming easily today, and I can't feel confident abou...