you'll find us in these absences

reading: the tale of two families, dodie smith
watching: les choristes

things have been going along quietly, quietly here. these weeks are pigeons clustered in the gardens and wild rhodedendrons. i have been watching closely for their blossoms with my intemperate ontario eyes. they bloom more showy, more colourful, more fantastically than i imagined.
i have been out and about and have not taken much time to sit home and catch up with long distance voices or even my own close-kept. i've let this project slip too, excused by a constant inability to upload photos. this will be the way of things until september. this morning is cold and rainy and neta and i sat in the kitchen before work, eating oatmeal and gossiping about our last night dreams.