Went to bed very late, as usual (a sinful habit I don't seem to be able to correct). Woke up several times in the night, as always. The last awakening came for a good reason : what was happening in my dream troubled me enough to be cut short. Yet, it had started very nicely.… Continue reading Working with Monty Don (a dream, obviously)
So here I am, back in the North ! 🙂 I haven't written anything in English for a while, except a little song (to which I haven't found the tune), but feel it is the language for this lighthearted blogpost. I love the North of England. Its landscape of hills and moors is beauty and… Continue reading Northern light
A la demande de mon ami James, j'ai écrit ce petit texte pour introduire le catalogue de ses oeuvres exposées à Canterbury du 24 février au 10 mars 2017. Il m'est arrivé de poser pour lui et j'ai le bonheur de figurer sur un des tableaux qui seront à la Lilford Gallery à Canterbury. I’ve… Continue reading Illuminations – James Bland’s second solo exhibition
There is blue in the sunbeams A libration in the trees' songs December is like a stream Cutting through slanting seasons Signs are laid for all to heed Time has come for me to leave On the cobbles where you flew Chased and torn and broken fell I am still looking for you Tender prey… Continue reading Parting song
So I have decided to start a new section in my blog, entitled Back in the pond. I have been back in Paris for more than two months now, and the family is happily settling in. A cardboard-free life is on the horizon - soon, we may even be able to find space to hide… Continue reading Off topic
So it is that we are going to leave England for a few years. My husband won a research grant which sends him to Paris, and we follow. It is strange and exciting to be going back to the place where I first experienced some sort of independance, became an adult and a teacher. Memories… Continue reading Leaving
Many things happened over the last few months, but that might be the subject of another blogpost. We'll see. Today, finally, a bit of sun in this dreary island (I mean, what a weather. In France (Lyon), not only did I not wear fleece jackets, I didn't even own one. Here have the joy of… Continue reading May, beginning of June.
I want to say I am grateful. My garden is coming along. Things are quite a lot later than last year, as the winter 2013 had been incredibly mild. At the moment, the little Sun Disc daffs are just opening, as are the new tulips (Queen of the Night and Spring Green), last year's Parrot… Continue reading April – sowing and awaiting new plants
Today is the day when Spring and Winter join the tips of their fingers. I had a dream yesterday. I was talking with my friend M. about somebody I don't remember now, a man, I believe. I said something like: what is good about him is that he believes in the soul. My friend looked… Continue reading Greek Summer
I have been asked by a dear friend, who practices aikishintaiso, to write something about the Japanese calligraphy workshop taught by Koshu I attended on the second of November. This one hour workshop was offered as part of "Canterbury Anifest", an annual animation festival , which this year was celebrating Japanese animation. As soon as… Continue reading The Japanese calligraphy workshop
waves in the morning rays in the night the light is shining through through your body brother time flows in circle and where it falls into Eternity you breathe again and rise early on its way age is coming so fades my memory still my heart waits brother still my heart waits in love
Thus you go shrouded in mystery - oh return of the morning mist - walking the path of loneliness under your steps shutting the world's voices (and I know the quality of your silence colour, shiver and density resonating and swathing me like a surging forgotten lullaby) If peace is awaiting you somewhere, then beyond… Continue reading The path of the unknown
In the garden, after a summer which saw triumphant delphiniums flowering several times, some changes. After a long battle which left me with aching arms for quite some time, the Spiraea Japonica was unearthed last week and put aside. I had meditated on this for a long time : it was in the wrong place,… Continue reading Farewell Spiraea ! Hello, more alpines.
And so the season is getting on. (I must work on my titles. The only other one which I had in mind was : "More random stuff from my garden"). Daffs, hyacinths, tulips are long gone, even the iris have passed away.The little Lewisia seems at the end of its flowering time, and so do… Continue reading … end of May.
My sister and my cousin are born in May. In France, it's lovely month which starts with offerings of lilies of the valley, followed by lots of bank holidays. Here, I haven't managed to grow the fragrant flowers, and the weather is changeable to say the least, but I still enjoy the slow swelling of… Continue reading Beginning of May
Well, it's raining today down here, but that won't dampen my mood. After all, things are moving fast in the garden ! I - Bugs Last week, we were delighted to find a new resident in our garden, a little but fierce crab spider stationed on one daffodil. I am told they can change colour… Continue reading Bugs and buds
Just to say Acer Palmatum Katsura is leafing out. It is absolutely as beautiful as I imagined it, leaves of luminous green lined with pink, and glowing as if internally lit. I am a rubbish photographer, but I think you can still guess the gracefulness and the lightness. Another wonder of March was the Brunnera… Continue reading Beginning of April
Moons come and go, and seasons pass Many men's lives, centuries fast Bright sunny days far above gleam But deep inside the mountain you dream Sat on treasures a-sparkling Moons come and go - what do you see In your long age of reverie Chests of jewels, glistening stones ? Or can you still feel… Continue reading To an old Worm (or Smaug’s Uncle).
It feels good starting to work again in the garden. Some hard pruning, some repotting, some cleaning (and some slug pellets scattering, alas). And the hot questions which keep me awake in the early hours... Will the blue hydrangea stay blue this year ? Will the snake-head fritillaries survive the imposition of a gorgeous Candy… Continue reading About a little garden’s destiny
So, thanks to this very mild (though very wet) winter, a number of things have been happening in my little garden in spite of the season ! Some of them were expected, as the coming of the snowdrops : and the flowering of the hellebores (Blue Metallic Lady): By the way, I am quite… Continue reading Back in business (already ?)