✎ Jun 10
dreamt the kiln was full of bread and I was cross about it. no hidden meaning. Iris’s fault.
Driftwood A private place for your inner world.
The extraordinary. The ridiculous. The everyday.
Explore DriftwoodYour dreams. Your memories. Your ideas. The questions you keep returning to. The things you believe, the things you doubt, and the things you haven’t quite figured out.
Rowan’s Driftwood · an example
✎ Jul 16
Pip has moved out of the hall and is sleeping across the doorway of Wren’s room with his nose on the threshold. I have left the door open, which I am choosing to say is for the dog.
✎ Sep 19
Harrowgate 14:15 to 15:20. Told her the bowls went and she said "you always had clay in your ears, I used to get it out with a flannel." True and I’d forgotten it. Asked where Wren studies twice. Garden door propped open with the same towel. Barometer on the shelf still says CHANGE.
✎ Sep 26
Cold, bright, leaves down the lane already. Autumn arrives here like someone turning a light off in the next room.
Write them. Speak them. Bring pictures.
too hot to sleep. windows open, someone’s halyard tapping somewhere, not even the foghorn to blame
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