Glimmer

A late blip tonight. Almost the 11th hour.

I've spent most of the evening making a complicated cake for my friend Aldo.

This is the view from my desk. On certain days at a certain hour and if the window across the way is open just so, I get this dazzling light for about 20 minutes.

The space between is an inbetween space. In between the car park and town, one building and another, the library and the shops. And the benches here are used briefly by all kinds, like all benches. Smokers, workers, lunchers, lovers, loafers, skivers, bunkers, skaters, masons, mothers and drunks.

This was a car park a couple of years ago. It's much better now.