DEEPLY in love with my new old Russian wrist watch from the 1950's. I think I paid about $30 so it's prolly no surprise that it stopped three times today. I find this somewhat lackadaisical approach to time endearing currently and very similar to my own. At some stage I will take it to a watchmaker for some gulag-style attention but for now I am happy for it to tell the time correctly a few times a day.
Spring is nearly here, hence the blossom. I am ignoring the surrounding mess right now and waiting for the Spring Clean fever to kick in. It may be some time coming! x