Ruminations and recipes from a small kitchen in a big city.


Three pieces of sky, as seen from my back garden.

7:30 p.m. Chimney and terra cotta tile roofs from the 1940s; poplars of a similar age; storm clouds gilded by setting sun.

8 p.m. Clouds drift beyond the sharp lines of post-art deco apartments that were once small-scale factories.

8:30 p.m. Evening turns monochrome; 1919 Lincoln mills chimney in distance, a lonely sentinel of a long-gone manufacturing era.


jo said...

May I just add that I love it when you enclose photos. Really.

kitchen hand said...

Thank you Jo - they are useful when I am too busy to write!