Just about the right length of time while the oven chips cook. Yes, I do. They are a convenience food guilty pleasure, and don't make the house smell of frying.
Anyway, I have in fact been keeping up with the monthly collages, but haven't got around to posting them, so start the clock:
March
- Primroses
- Winter scarves and hats in winter light
- Tête-à-tête
- Tom's broken toe
- A pot of jasmine
- Love of three lemons
- Gnostic angel shadow
- Early herb pots
- Lovely Lara (very sadly, Lara passed away a month or so after their visit, which we don't like to think about too much)
- Mirabelle blossom
- ditto
- Cut wood in the mirabelle field
- Camellia, nuccio's pearl
- Still having fires
- A mink yarn scarf and soap for my sister's birthday - the yarn really is spun from the combings of humanely reared mink.
- View from a plane.
April
- My sister's quilts
- Waltham Abbey church
- Ziggy
- Norwich cathedral glass
- View from the plane home
- One of two balloons in a clear blue sky. I'm told they're from the château at Bogard
- Bumble bees in willow
- The château at Bogard
- Bee on a dandelion
- Containers
- Water drops on a red plant
- Morning garden view from the bedroom
- Mexican orange blossom, so abundant
- Forget-me-not
- Prunus amanagawa
- Spring light on early sycamore
May
- The Best of Times
- Gallerie Vero-Dodat, still meaning to do an arcades post
- Vélo la Violette
- Me on the Pont Neuf
- Tree peony and broom flowers
- Speedwell and oak
- Buttercups
- View over the garden hedge
- Barley in the green and sorrel
- Stonechats, parent and young, a fact I didn't establish till after I'd taken the rather bad photos
- Ploumanac'h lighthouse
- Tom in a pink granite armchair
It all goes by so fast.
7 comments:
Your last comment is right on the money! And I don't know if Einstein ever figured this out but time seems to speed up as one gets older.
I have been distracted and have not paid you a visit in some time. The reward is to indulge in more than a single post -- what a nice reward for being tardy. I think the French must be totally, deliberately concerned with beauty at all times.
A sign of being at one with nature: Tom makes granite look quite comfy.
Thanks people.
Catalyst - yep, scary isn't it?
Stella - always nice to see you, hope it's not too much to catch up with. I've been trying to keep the wordage down, and now seem to be in a drifting away from the blog state of things again, for the moment. I think I probably just photograph and remark on the pretty stuff, there's plenty of ugliness on all levels in France as anywhere I think, as well as (in my perceptions anyway) a certain aesthetic sterility, coldness and constraint it's hard to put one's finger on. Understanding and getting past it is, I suppose, one of my interests.
Robbie - it was surprisingly comfortable, in fact, and when the sun had been on it, warm too. Not so easy to get in and out of though!
ah, Lucy. Yes, the time feels like it's quick on its feet. But then there's a long day filled with pleasures ... you've captured so much with your camera. I've been trying to take more photographs now that I'm out and about again.
Such beautiful photos as usual.
Thanks R and Pam.
Back to blogging some time soon...
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