Tuesday, 20 March 2012

A thin band of light between the sea and the grey sky. The dawn is softly golden.

Monday, 19 March 2012

The bands of colour on the cliff fade from ochre to white, sandstone to chalk. I think of Rothko, sideways.

Sunday, 11 March 2012

All lit up like summer. A  few Leicester Longwool. Ivory dreadlocks in a fern-green field. 

Tuesday, 6 March 2012

Roshi (we still call him a kitten, even though he is pretty much fully grown) burrows into the ripped, silver, wrapping paper on the bed.

Monday, 5 March 2012