Sunday, 15 July 2012
the village (I)
a timeless place, in many ways.
the weekend brought: thunderstorms, heavy downpours, patches of light, skies from palest grey to darkest charcoal, jumping over monster puddles, a new perlagonium, some jars of apricot jam cooling on the kitchen table, a pan of stewed apricots, possibly to be turned into a tarte. and yours?