Elne, France, 2005 Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fadesFor ever and forever when I move.Alfred, Lord Tennyson"Ulysses" My week has been all knitting and unpicking and writing, though thankfully not un-writing, and so today is just a "quote and a picture" day. A remembrance of sunnier moments, further… Continue reading An idle aside
The list of things I haven't done the past week is enormous. I haven't exercised anywhere near enough. I haven't been faithful to my diet. I haven't finished reading Midnight At The Well Of Souls (by Jack L Chalker, thrilling 1970s sci-fi). Indeed, for the past three days I haven't even written or knitted. Instead… Continue reading Revelation
I've been working recently on re-composing my inspiration board. The board itself is marvellous with a lovely summery beaches-and-boats fabric. When I was a little girl I had a dress with a sailboat print, and I keep looking every summer to see if anyone manufactures anything similar to bedeck the more mature me. Until that… Continue reading Need inspiration?