Tuesday, January 31, 2012


thinking about writing about my father; really really thinking about it. but it's so complicated.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Haiku-ish musing

l'Heure Bleue: 
Remus and I are out for a postprandial amble. 
Soul is busy in the leaves with his own ablutions. 
The deer emerge and hightail it, almost silently, through the woods.

Saturday, January 07, 2012

welcome January

Well, after roast beef at Christmas, duck for New Year's, and various restaurant meals, I'm officially back to basics. I cannot eat another rich thing. I'm now on temple food (to take a phrase from Nigella). Well, maybe tomorrow. There are still those mince pies that cannot go to waste. I will not add the pun. I refuse.

Friday, January 06, 2012

New Year

After a year in limbo, I feel ready to get back on track. I'd rather not follow a pattern, but break out and follow the cracks I make in doing so. See you next week.