Tiredness has stolen my brain...

Hence no post yesterday, when I rested and felt useless. Now my brain is semi-working but I still have to take it easy. There is a cold wind whistling outside, it is lazy, won't go round you, instead goes through you. Wrap up warm, kiddies.

Stormy weather

Barely stuck my nose out the door today. Even the fearless Douglas was frightened by the rain and wind. And he bounced through the snow and ice last year. So I read and recharged my batteries. Then felt sad when I watched the news; has the Stephen Lawrence verdict changed anything? It is a struggle to be hopeful sometimes, but still I strive.

Hail Hail, hail.

Today there was a sudden fierce hailstorm, so shocking my face hurt, just watching from the kitchen. It looked like tiny pebbles had fallen from the sky and then decided to melt. And just as the changeability of the weather alarmed me, I spotted a brave little rosebud on top of a bush. Spring is contained in winter, just as winter is inside spring.

Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start.

First post for River Of Stones blogroll. I noticed the grey skies, the grey streets and the absence of people. My next contact with the natural world were the vegetables in my invention stew, tomatoes, yeast extract, chili oil, smoked paprika, garlic, onions, potato, kidney beans, soya mince, a splash of red wine and veggie Worcester sauce combined to magical effect. Hello 2012.