Day Bed

I had a secret sleep on the sofa yesterday afternoon. It snuck up on me. One moment I was sitting upright, reading, next moment, my head was melting into my shoulders like wax down a lit candle. I was subsiding and I did not resist the slide. I leaned into it, lay myself and the … Continue reading Day Bed


Ours was a late flight last night. It got us in well after midnight, and, with the final leg of the journey by car, I was falling into bed close to 3am. It was a deep sleep, the sleep of the travel-weary, the sleep of being back home (or one version of home).  Not that I didn't … Continue reading Sleep