Tuesday 11 November 2008


From my sleepy, early morning kitchen, South-East facing, the sun, unseen for a week or more, is a blast of white light on the horizon - gone as quickly as it came, but silvery minnows slip now through the grey, watery clouds, followed by bigger fish, bigger, and finally blue whales, crowding the sky. Against the blue: the beech tree's remaining leaves, intensely yellow-green, like a Tiffany window.


Anonymous said...

A wonderful description, brilliantly matched by the linked image. I will remember this the next time I see the same kind of light in my east-facing kitchen!

leslee said...

That's lovely, Jean. I love these little morsels. They're addictive.

Dale said...

What they said :-)