Nursing a bit of a hangover today. Not one of those wicked hangovers where you lose the will to live, this one was a slow lazy burn in the background making everything a bit hazy in a good way. Made a slow-cook curry listening to old John Cougar Mellencamp and Bruce Springsteen albums. Hung out with one of my favourite people, my 95 year old neighbour, shooting the breeze.
Ran the crazy whippet and listened to a mixtape that's tearing me up inside.
The big girl asked for those chisels up there for her birthday. She has barely had them out of her hand since she got them. Maybe it's a blood thing - her grandmother's a sculptor.
The violets are coming out in the garden. I was going to photograph them for you but I decided to lie in the sun beside them instead. Maybe tomorrow when the background buzz in my head subsides.
Love to you and all the beautiful people in your life.
The buzzing head looks good on you. Everything in your space is looking particularly gorgeous. Glad the big girl is getting such a lot of pleasure out of the making.
Posted by: Kirsty | August 13, 2011 at 05:32 PM
Thanks you for your beautiful photos - they are so inspiring. Thanks also for re-introducing me to the joys of vinyl records (I've scored a few beauties at the opshops this week)
Posted by: JoJoB | August 13, 2011 at 06:36 PM
what a gifted writer you are! I cant wait to read the next sentence.
Posted by: kimberly | August 14, 2011 at 04:11 AM