3BT – Page 181 – Louisa Parry

3BT – combing, misty, mmm

1. While John’s out, we have a lazy day, the dog, the cats and me. I comb Lily for one cartoon, then Carla for another. Carla, despite being a third of the size of the dog, wins the fluff shedding contest. Both feel softer and smoother by the time the funnies come to an end.

2. The rain slows for the first time all day and we descend into the woods for a walk. The mist hangs in the air beneath the canopy and reflects the light, making the lower levels brighter than they should be. The beck water is higher than it has been for the last few weeks but in the pools, it’s unusually clear too. Lily runs around like a crazy thing, I dawdle behind.

3. Nothing tastes as good as leftovers.

3BT – saucy, fun by design, good night

28/5/2010 / louisa / 0 Comments

1. I add the tomato ketchup to the sandwich but it keeps slipping off onto my fingers. Lick, lick, lick.

2. I finish my day working on a design/DTP project. It’s a while since I’ve done any work in Inkscape and it’s a lot of fun. The event the work is for should be a lot of fun too.

3. I take a decaff Earl Grey and a Wispa to bed with me. It’s decadent but delicious.

3BT – light/dark, improvisation, pillow purr

27/5/2010 / louisa / 0 Comments

Between illness and busy-ness, May has been a tough month – I need to start Three Beautiful Thing-ing again to refocus on the good bits!

1. I sit in a pool of light in the woods reading about mysterious things in the dark depths of the sea.

2. We’ve left it too late to go to the shop before dinner but John improvises and it’s lovely.

3. The purring of the cat curled around my head drowns out the white noise of the rain.

3BT – once our own, the afternoon’s colours, nightmare-inducing

2/5/2010 / louisa / 0 Comments

1. It’s still early for Armley and the woods are our own again. I tell Lily about the adventures the cats got up to when they lived here. It feels like a million years ago now. I thought I’d never been able to let it go but it’s been surprisingly easy.

2. The dusky pink blanket on the rich blue sofa. The stove’s orange window. The lilac flowers on her shoe.

3. After a week of fighting it, I eventually give into my growing exhaustion and all over aches. I spend the whole late afternoon/evening reading. Amongst other things, I read John Christopher’s ‘The Death of Grass’ from cover to cover. Like John Wyndham, the UK location makes it feel startlingly real and at one point, I turn to John to report that Leeds has been destroyed by an atomic bomb. “Well then,” he says, “I guess we should stay away from the bottom of the garden.”

3BT – productive, chance meeting, double-cake afternoon

1/5/2010 / louisa / 0 Comments

1. Knowing it’s going to rain, I head straight out into the sunny garden after breakfast. The washing is dry and my gardening tasks are accomplished by the time the clouds gather at 1pm. We carry the seedlings back from their sunbathing spot to their warm nursery in the porch.

2. We spot the tshirt – John’s company’s logo – a split second before we recognise the person wearing it. We’re invited in for tea, share our cakes and are mesmerised by the little one’s impish grin.

3. We have more tea and cake at J&S’s new house. Lily runs around the garden, looking in through every door and window.

3BT – wagging tails, colour level, garlic surprise

30/4/2010 / louisa / 0 Comments

1. Lily and Katherine compete over who is more excited to see the other.

2. The rain tweaks the colour levels, allowing the pink blossom to peek through the curtain of greens.

3. We expect the usual lacklustre raita but find a cool smooth garlicky mayo instead.

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