Saturday, 11 April 2015

Where was I?

Enjoying a fine Spring day at Sissinghurst.

Picking the first Spring flowers from the garden

Flying a kite.
I used to be a bit of a whizz with a Peter Powell stunt kite
on the Bristol Downs.
They were the Toy of the Year in 1976.
This one was harder to control but just as exhilarating.

Finding a silver fish on the beach.

Picking wild garlic for pesto and chicken.

Watching gambolling lambs
and worrying about the lost ones.

Being with all the family for Easter.

Getting another year older
and feeling just the same
even if the mirror begs to differ.

Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Slow down

you move too fast.

What happened to March?
Blown away by the wild winds.

Forgot to say -
the rainbows are back.

Saturday, 28 March 2015

Forward March*

I took very few pictures of my visit to Two Temple Place
- my phone makes a loud shuttery kerlik noise
which cannot be turned off because it's Japanese
and it's The Law.
However, I had to have a record of these wonderful windows.
I would ask for them as my luxury
in case I was cast away on a barren island.

I was mightily impressed by the attention to detail in the Ladies.
Half a pipe was grained to match the panelling.
For a more erudite and complete report of the exhibition
Cotton to Goldcurrently on show, 
you can do no better than to visit Katherine here.

*The clocks go forward tonight. 
This is the only way I can remember it.
Baby B. who is currently staying with us
will wake around 6 am tomorrow.

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

Could do better

This is a mossy wall, blossoming.

I wish I had more to offer 
but the rest of the pictures from the weekend
were 28 shots of the inside of my coat pocket,

this little critter,

and sand.

Friday, 20 March 2015


No special glasses needed!
Cloud cover at 8 oktas where you are?
Satisfaction guaranteed!

Thursday, 19 March 2015

As quiet as

Looking for a quiet spot,

in a noisy town centre

to wheel grand-daughter 

because she needed a nap,

I chanced upon

this place 

of peaceful repose.

Monday, 16 March 2015

Pond safety

This is our pond.

I wish it looked like this.
But it looks like this:

exposed black liner,
and duck weed.

However Tall Cat drew my attention to
something of interest afoot
in the pond this morning.

The frogs are back,
so once again we have left it too late to repair the leaks,
or fill it in altogether.

With a visiting grand-daughter,
who will be crawling before we know it,
filling it in is the safest option.

We'll concentrate our efforts on the bird feeders instead.

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Blues and greens

 Soaking up the blues and greens.

I was told that 
Blue and green should never be seen 
except upon an Irish Queen.
But now it seems my informant was wrong,
it was red and green for that rule.
Without another colour in between,
or except in the washing machine,
is what I should have been abiding by
for blue and green.
Oh and never wear brown in town.
Or brown and blue will never do.

We love amusing ourselves with rules that rhyme.

I notice I am wearing green and blue striped socks

If you see the sky is blue,
Time to break a rule or two.

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

Snowdrops and hazel

Nothing to say just now.
Too much internal chatter going on.