Tuesday, 2 April 2013

Anticipation

Standing in line at the cinema, estimating how many times he'd seen the trailer for this particular movie, he felt a tingle in his toes.

Monday, 1 April 2013

Comfort

She closed her eyes against the harsh light and imagined his hand, familiar in its dry warmth, clasping her own.

Saturday, 9 February 2013

Guilty Pleasure

She concentrated on the cool sensation of the creamy chocolate melting in her mouth, and pushed thoughts of calories from her mind.

Thursday, 17 January 2013

Curves and Colour

If one word conveys the beauty of a frangipani bloom, it is "blend", as convex becomes concave and yolk becomes white.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Misspoken

She understood, once more, that shoulders can be the most expressive part of the human body, as she watched the door close forlornly behind him.

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Chrysalis

The mere knowledge that it was there, lurking under the eaves, pregnant with some insectly menace, was enough to set her teeth on edge.

Monday, 14 January 2013

Tingle

There's nothing like giving your mouth the full works - flossing, scraping, brushing, rinsing - to leave you feeling refreshed and renewed!

Sunday, 13 January 2013

Morning Tea

As an apple, it exceeded every cliched expectation, to her great delight.

Saturday, 12 January 2013

Compost

Another miracle of nature: that kitchen dregs can be transformed, purely through proximity to garden garbage and a little Blood & Bone, into rich dark soil fit for fertilizing the next batch of ... kitchen dregs!

Friday, 11 January 2013

A Peaceful Nap

Cool linen encased her as, focussing on her breathing, she slipped into unconsciousness.

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Mindful Eating

One miracle of physiology is that even plain food, chewed slowly and thoroughly, will become a flavoursome treat.

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

Workout

The pleasure of muscles working smoothly, heart rate increasing, pores opening and the bare suggestion of an endorphin rush: this is good.

Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Soliloquy

There are few plants I don't like, but rose bushes are vindictive, spiteful beings which will rip your flesh as soon as look at you, and then sit there, seductively waving their serrated leaves and glorying in their self-appointed queendom of the flowering world; bah - begone!

Monday, 7 January 2013

It's going to be a hot one

Watering in the cool freshness after dawn, tiny desiccated leaf-boats nudged her toes.

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Conversation

Lying on the grass, eyes shut, attending to each tree's distinctive whisper in the breeze.

Saturday, 5 January 2013

Orchid

Picking up a damp, clean cloth, she gently wiped the dust from each malachite-green leaf.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Marriage

"So I said to him, 'I went to bed angry, I slept angry, and I got up angry. I need your help!' and he said, 'But you managed it so well', and took my hand."

Thursday, 3 January 2013

It's OK

Pausing over oatmeal, spoon halfway to her mouth, she realized it was the dust on the windows that allowed her to see the filigreed shadow of leaf-blocked sunshine.

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Creative Space

"All right, I'll leave you to it," he said, backing out of the room.

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

New Year's Day

Each branch, each very twig of the natives over the back fence is tipped with sprigs of new growth, creating a mantle of freshness over last year's leaves.