Beauty in architecture makes the streets more inspiring places to be, especially when lit by the autumnal sunshine. I love the cut brickwork around the top of the doorway in this old church on the top of the Dana Street hill. They have a hint of cartoon teeth about them, while at the same time
The ivy and I are having a turf war. Not content with the neighbour's garden, it wants to take over the world. My trusted sword (the secateurs) is helping me keep it from advancing further than the fence, but it persists most valiantly. In the right light, its doomed optimism is quite attractive.
My street has a couple of well-tended gardens and some magnificent plants (remember the pink magnolia I posted a while ago?), but in the main most of us are not up to much. Along my driveway fence, however, the neighbours have been so lovely as to plant a row of wonderful and varied roses. I
Nigella says to eject the seeds from a pomegranate you just cut it in half and tap it with a wooden spoon. My experience says you have to whack the hell out of it for at least five minutes in order to dislodge a tiny handful. Nevertheless, I am always stopped in my tracks by
A wander around the Adelaide Botanic Gardens, en route to the National Wine Centre, took me past the Lotus Pond. It is a forest of giant green leaves, with the impossibly pretty pink flowers rising tall above. Swaying in the breeze like some strange kind of radio receivers, the spent flower heads face the sun,
Geoff and I added this song to our list today for a new project we're cooking up. I love the underlying train rhythm that keeps it gently moving while the lyrics conjure up images of everyday life. It's a beautiful film clip too, worth watching right to the end for two hands that meet. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0P5jV4lHHR0
Shiver Me Timbers is such a beautiful song. Digging deep into a song to learn it properly is always a fascinating process, but some songs are like medicine for my heart too. This is one of those and I'm very much looking forward to playing it at my Tom Waits gig on the 4th December.
Winter days may often be chilly, rainy and windy, but they can also be still, sunny and beautiful. I went for a stroll in the gully this afternoon with my daughter to look at toadstools. I wasn't going to go, but she convinced to me to put my gumboots on and wander down the hill.
Spotted in Bilbao on my last trip to Europe. A tower of flowers purely to add beauty to the space.
