And who, may I ask, are you?
Although I started this journey I will not be finishing it. Circumstance means that I will no longer have access to this magical medlar. I will miss its tangled beauty; I am certain it won’t miss me in the slightest.
Surely this is inspiration enough to leave a little long grass for those more beautiful to flourish?
So early in my new blogs existence I am using someone else’s photo. Taken last week in Brittany by my very talented brother (one of them) he has very generously donated (it was free wasn’t it?) this magical picture for your delectation. Escholtzia and cornflowers, linum, field poppies and achillea adorn this lush carpet. UndoubtedlyContinue reading “Carpet”
As I was hot footing it down the high street this morning our Hawaiian-shirted butcher, cleaver in hand, gestured to me. My initial reaction was to keep my head down (preferably to retain its relationship with my shoulders) and shift gear to hyper-drive until I noticed he was smiling, beckoning me over and into hisContinue reading “In the Beginning”