100 miles north-north-east: day two
1. The happy fat cat licks his bum in the sun while the farm’s cafe’s customers bustle around him. His fluffy white tummy reflects the light and I think how much G would like to tickle it. 2. I can’t change my train ticket so have 2.5hrs to kill in a strange city. I head [...]
Rollmöpse, things past, wish I could Ctrl+F books to find it again
1. The rollmops – pickled herring – are perfect: neither too fishy or too vinegary, just sweet and tangy. 2. I sit on the steps up to the door of our old house and pull grass seeds and sticky buds from the dog’s ears, tail and feathering. I feel nostalgic for all the time I [...]
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 – skin tingles, head tickles, dusk chorus
1. I’m too hot but the room is cool. The air tickles my skin and I feel equilibrium returning. 2. Boron follows me into the bathroom and I ask him if there is anything he needs – there is food, water and he’s just had some milk. He rubs at my legs to say he [...]
3BT – new project, on anti-cry patrol, quiet time
1. She started but didn’t finish embroidering the linen table cloth. For 50p, I take on the challenge. 2. After giving Katherine hell for a week, poorly Joe is all smiles as I push him around the supermarket. It’s the exciting boingy hair and buy one get one free offers that get his interest. 3. [...]
3BT – spectrum, mid-afternoon break, menacing
1. The purple dye transforms all the items but each ends up a different colour depending on its fabric composition and soak time. The colours range from dusky pink to mottled heather and glossy aubergine. The wool yarn, the point of the dyeing session, is a muted grape – I like muted colours so it’s [...]
3BT – light/dark, improvisation, pillow purr
Between illness and busy-ness, May has been a tough month – I need to start Three Beautiful Thing-ing again to refocus on the good bits! 1. I sit in a pool of light in the woods reading about mysterious things in the dark depths of the sea. 2. We’ve left it too late to go [...]
3BT – once our own, the afternoon’s colours, nightmare-inducing
1. It’s still early for Armley and the woods are our own again. I tell Lily about the adventures the cats got up to when they lived here. It feels like a million years ago now. I thought I’d never been able to let it go but it’s been surprisingly easy. 2. The dusky pink [...]
