3BT – poser, whuuschoom, snow-sense
1. The swan stand on the frozen canal, tall and proud, waiting for its photo to be taken. 2. The ice reverberates as the rock hits it. It sounds like electric power cables humming in the wind. 3. The instinctual knowledge is us all – knowing when it’s “too cold to snow” and to be [...]
3BT – snow day, elastic, killing is fun, same soup
1. Even without my glasses or raising my head from the pillows, I can tell the world’s gone white again. Our plans are abandoned and we give ourselves a snow day of relaxation. 2. The cheese stretches between my teeth and the toasted bread shell. 3. I rarely play PvP battlegrounds and forgot how much [...]
3BT – grey, peaceful, we’re so alike
1. The world is white when we go to sleep but grey with mist when we wake up. Even on the dullest day though – when the tree line and the ends of the fields are all but invisible – the walk to the post office never fails to cheer me up. 2. I rest [...]
3BT – back to brown, shyness is nice, static
1. I have breakfast in the newly re-emerged garden – the first time it’s been snow-free in nearly a month. I count up how many of my garlic bulbs avoided being stolen by squirrels and watch the cats as they refamiliarise themselves with all the smells of the neighbourhood. The pond is still mostly frozen [...]
3BT – goop, tweaking, sliding
1. The olive oil has turned gelatinous on the cold window sill. 2. The thrill of seeing the Twitter textbox count rise from -55 to 0 with rewording and careful cropping. 3. John decides it’s time to leave the house for the first time in 2010 and even though I’m starting to feel ill, I [...]
