I wish, but I do have next week off so perhaps there’s hope.
Meanwhile I think I’m just in time to joins the Lens Artist Challenge this week, where Amy has chosen Time to Relax as this weeks theme.
In June I had a day out with my friend Sue, a belated birthday treat for me. We went to Burrow Farm Garden in east Devon. There happened to be a wedding there that day and we saw several guests who’d arrived early enjoying the garden in full bloom. On family intrigued me, A mum, dad and their two children who seemed quite untogether and un- smiley considering the event.
Every so often we’d turn a corner and even just a few feet away it was as if we were invisible. Anyway at one point we spotted the dad relaxing.
I expect he would have been even more grumpy if he knew I’d snapped him.
Well if I’ve seen wisteria flowering in July, I haven’t seen it purple! The house down the road from me has a lovely big plant that’s probably been there for many years. I’ve posted photos of it before, but not looking like this.
Yes, a second flush in a much richer purple!
On Saturday I went to a poetry workshop organised by Moor Poets. The tutor was Tamar Yoselof, an inspiring tutor who gave valuable feedback to all.
The title of the workshop was Ekphrasis and we looked closely at several Ekphrastic poems including one of Tamar’s. I never knew that there was a name for the way I use art or photography to write poems.
We had a pile of art postcards to choose from as a writing prompt.
I left with rough notes for the poem below.
no shade allowed
I must be content with an outside view
of twice baked cubes and oblongs
black wood and the palest bone-like earth
a hush fit to burst
wake the dead
or call the prayer
a woman glides by
swathed in indigo
followed by her child
a warthog mama follows
followed by her squealing wartlets
I walk to where people huddle
smiling with the hope of a chat
but with foot flicks of sand they’re gone
leaving one elder man who looks as if he’s always been
a sentinel guarding what?
he fixes black eyes on mine
then hisses like a possible snake
if I dare to stay I see
the slow deliberate bend of an elbow
slide of hand to a pocket
to pull out
Nice place for a poetry day
A lovely group of bloggers have decided to create a new weekly photograph challenge, now that WordPress no longer run theirs. This week it’s the turn of Leya, who has picked ‘cooling’ as the theme. She brings us an unusual riverscape in Switzerland, perfect for a cool down.
My choice is one of my favourite Devon rivers, the Bovey at – surprisingly – Bovey Tracey!
This is one of the places where my children paddled when they were little, our golden retriever Jassy beside them, great for a cool down in the water and shade.
While on holiday in Italy, my lovely work friend Janette found this gorgeous yarn bombed bike. She kindly gave me permission to share it with you, thanks sweetheart!
It’s the first time I’ve seen crochet yarn bombing, instead of knitting, have you seen any before?
Ten year ago when I left my last house, one of the plants that I dug up to take with me was quite an unusual clematis. It had taken me quite a while to find, but now it’s easily sourced.
It was created in the botanic gardens in the Crimea, hence it’s a tough little beauty. Every year I ignore it and back it comes to flower for several weeks each summer.
When I found this clematis, she was known as Ajonushka, now she seems to have several versions, Alyonushka, Alionushka and Aljenushka. Whatever you choose to call her, if you see her in your garden centre, she’s worth every penny!