Rye
A trip to Rye, East Sussex – a beautiful wintery day – the sun low, casting a warm glow across the town. We met lots of dogs, one in a shop window.
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Baby
My niece arrived back in August, which I was very pleased with. My nephew, Rufus had mixed feelings. He now has a sister, but this sister is a little noisy and takes up a lot of Mum’s attention. In a bid to get Rufus enthused about the new addition to the family, and to help him understand better my sister introduced a baby that Rufus could change the nappy of, whilst my sister tended to Clara. Of course Rufus’ baby is called Clara too!
Stunning Skies
The light this evening was beautiful – the clouds looked painted onto the sky. I took a wander with my camera. I kept walking, trying to get clear views of the sky and the low lying clouds, which were being obscured by houses. Each minute that passed the clouds changed.
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Orchid
Me and this orchid have been through a lot. Orchids (from what I’ve gathered) are pretty hard to keep going – they like quite specific care – not something my level of greenfingeredness could really handle. However, against all odds this particular orchid has been able to survive in the environment I have created for it. I was given it about a year ago, as a moving in present from my sister. It was small and flowering and remained this way for about 3 months. Once the flowers dropped and the stem began to wither and brown I reached for the bin… yet this time I decided that I would attempt to keep it going, see if I could make it flower again. I sought advice from youtube, and pruned in the advised manner. To my delight a new fresh shoot appeared, flowers followed a month or so later.
It didn’t last long – the fresh new sprig was cruelly decapitated by the blind. I came home to find a forlorn looking stem flopped on the sill – I was distraught, moved to tears. I’m not good with plants, but this, my symbolic ‘moving in’ orchid, had survived the odds, only to be ended with one fell swoop. A new one was promised by Ray, but I couldn’t let it go. I persevered and now look at it! I am routinely teased over the love and affection I direct at this plant. Long live my orchid.
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Rufus
My nephew is nearly two and a half now and full of wonderful expressions and new words. His favourite at the moment: “What’s that?”
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EC1A 9EJ Flat White = excellent Wifi = YES
I’m here now and very much enjoying the coffee – just finished my second. Around the corner from the Barbican, and up the road from Smiths Market it’s a compact little place, but a decent sized table, enough room for me, Ray, and our macs. (14″ and 17″ respectably) Not a great deal to gaze at out the window, but lunchtime is buzzing, so a nice atmosphere inside. I have decided against something edible, not because it doesn’t look appealing, but purely because we can’t decide on something to share. I have just spotted a jar of Anzac biscuits though…
One neg – nice red china, but silly small handle – finger and thumb jobby – not cool.
TweetA very cold walk
I was back in Norfolk a few weeks ago, when it was really cold. Dad took me for a walk out along the old railway line toward Stalham. Every step was frozen underfoot, with woodpeckers trying their utmost to make a mark on the bark of trees, just out of our sight.
Chippie
We always come out of our local chippie smiling. Not only because we are having fish ‘n’ chips but because the guy in there likes to chat. We haven’t got to names yet, but I’m sure that will be next time, as he’s bringing in some pictures of cars to show us… Whilst we were waiting for our fish to fry we overheard two local boys chatting. The guy in the green was reading from, what we can only assume was some sort of history of boxing, out loud, to another old boy. The topic was mainly the lives of black boxers back in the day. It was priceless. I managed to sneak a candid shot on my phone. Yes, he was wearing green double denim.
