The basket full of unfinished things
got too paralysing at last, so I had
a determined go at the ex-summer quilt...
handstitching some more details
by and by
For the lyrics of the day, go
visit Whiskeyriver, where today´s
poem is about DAYS like these - but
"cold and bright, heavy with snow and
the thick masonry of ice" - not as
Berlin days are: grey, gloomy, lolling
about irresolutely at +5...