Tuesday, 8 February 2011

Good Day. Sunshine

Wall to wall
blue sky,

from dawn

 until dusk.

It couldn't have been more welcome.

Paul got all the pointing on the brickwork finished
and is ready to move indoors
to tackle the Black Mould.
I sorted out a door that wouldn't close
and gave it a new handle.
During the purchase of said handle
I bumped into someone
 who had dropped rather abruptly 
and inexplicably out of my life four years ago.

Good Day.


  1. It all sounds good -- but are you coming or going or both?

  2. Lucille, all your photographs are great, but that dawn picture with the highlighted smoke literally took my breath away. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Such beauty in the world that I didn't know existed.