Not finished yet, waggle welcome, blown out
1. The last flashes of summer – a slowly ripening chilli, a sweet pea flower curving up to the light, the scent of the brushed basil in the porch. 2. I wish I had a tail to wag too, then we could run around in wagging unison when he comes home from the office. Instead, [...]
After the chicken run, stepping stone, repeating, evening walk, giveaway smell
1. I sneak back into bed and facing each other, we hold hands inbetween our chests. The dog snuggles her nose into the inverted v-shaped space between our arms. 2. I half open my eyes when I feel the cat step off me. I see her use the sleeping dog as a stepping stone to [...]
Crack, a pretty coincidence, accomplishment
1. The sharp snap as I break the twigs. 2. The arrangement of the washing on the line looks deliberately composed. The duck-egg blue of the bath towels, the washed out mid-blue of the dog ones and the soft turquoise & cream of the tea towels all coordinate while standing out against the leafy green [...]
Food metres, great taste, dog identification
1. We’re supposed to have leftover risotto for lunch but what should have been a side dish for that becomes our main dish instead: John’s Grandma’s marrow flower fritters, made with flowers, courgettes and eggs from our garden. The risotto can wait for another day. 2. The holy basil cuts through the spice. It’s ages [...]
Refreshing, uplifting, productive, coincidence, helping hand
-1. (from last night) I don’t realise how stifling it is in the house until I open the door to let Lily out for her bedtime wee. The comparatively cool air is wonderfully refreshing. I breath deeply and the skin on my arms tingles. 0. (also from last night) I finished reading ‘Miss Pettrigrew Lives [...]
3BT – five from after dinner
1. The red, yellow, pink and white are all tinged with black. 2. I put some Encona (scotch bonnet pepper) sauce in the marinade and while it doesn’t overwhelm, it is definitely there. John runs out for the bus with his last skewer and texts ten minutes later to say his lips are still tingling. [...]
3BT – submerged-ish, I can make them, perfect purple
1. The barely-warm water hits my closed eye lids as I turn and suddenly I have a strong desire to go swimming again. I wonder if the pool around the corner is open again yet (I’ve just checked – it is) but I also want to go swimming outside. When I’m dry and dressed, I [...]
3BT – it’s working, always time for bread & jam, comfortable
1. I spend the afternoon pottering in the garden – sowing more salad, potting on small seedlings and planting out their bigger siblings. Growing veg is such a waiting game – waiting and hoping – but when I see the first courgettes forming, it feels worth it. 2. John’s out all day at a friend’s [...]
