I know the neighbours despair of my nettle border and my overwhelming gorse mountain but I can't resist including them all in my mixed up wild, cultivated garden. There are so many parts of the country where the verges and the hedgerows are devoid of life. Grass grows, but the diversity that is natural to . . .
It’s quiet here as usual but it’s Mayday in Havana, Cuba!
Every Mayday I think of the huge celebrations I attended once in Havana. On Mayday morning our hosts, a writer, his beautiful dancer wife and his mother aged 85, went scouring the streets to get eggs for our breakfast. Unfortunately we had to go hungry that day and instead joined the throngs on their way to the location for the start . . .
Epicurus (Ἐπίκουρος, Epikouros, “ally, comrade”; 341 BCE – 270 BCE)
I never really knew where the term epicurean came from. So anyway it seems that it came from a Greek philosopher called Epicurus. "His philosophy was to attain the happy, tranquil life, characterized by "atraxia", peace and freedom from fear, and "aponia", the absence of pain, and by living a self-sufficient life surrounded by . . .
Raining cats and dogs
A rainy miserable Sunday in February. The best part is being cosy inside and listening to the dripping on the windowsills. Today is a day to light a candle and make soup. Luckily got a walk in earlier, so now have guilt free few hours to fill.....choosing photographs.....colours......and blogging! (This was my very . . .
