Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Talk, flowers and veggies.

1. Eating lunch and gossipping in the shade on the Common with Katie.

2. The Mother has filled my flat with flowers - there is a vase of Gertrude Jekyll (comforting pink with tight layered spiralling petals and scent you could get drunk on); a vase of Rosa moyesii; some daisies in a Coke bottle; a vase of Alchemilla mollis and roses white and red and a vase of ranunculus ranging from butter yellow to orange squash colour to creamy white to regal purple.

3. Courgettes cooked in mint.
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Workshop, documentary and end.

1. Word have not been easy recently. When they do come, they seem unsettled and easily startled, like wild birds that have lost trust. Never...

  • Bee, green beans and movie night.
    1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
  • Midsummer, feeding and cakes.
    1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
  • As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
    1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...