January 20 1

WEDNESDAY 1 20

Skies in the Cotswolds
overcast. People out with
dogs and bobble hats.

THURSDAY 2 20

Christmas lights alight
at noon on lampposts. Reindeer
on the music shop.

FRIDAY 3 20

I always forget
how great gas and air is. I’d
like to take some home.

SATURDAY 4 20

The perfume I’ve worn
since summer smells on my wrists
of dusty dried flowers.

SUNDAY 5 20

When the sun shines there
might already be signs in
hedges of green buds.

MONDAY 6 20

A woman whose hair
is purpler than mine stares as
she passes by me.

TUESDAY 7 20

Rain isn’t forecast
but of course it comes down when
I get my hair cut.