GREAT SPACE

Tuesday, January 31, 2012




















 



via here

WEEKEND THINGS

Monday, January 30, 2012
 Fresh basil in my washable paper bags ....
I love these so much, I bought them before Christmas from
(a very cute shop, if you happen to be in the neighborhood)




 .... so many uses, and they come in black and white as well !!!


 A new stool for the kitchen .....


 
 a new book, a very good read so far ....

this lucky girl got to see his exhibition in London  .....

.... a freshly painted front door  .....
(only the outside)  


 .... and some lovely blue skies outside our door, finally !!!

Anniversary

Sunday, January 29, 2012

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.
by Raymond Carver

We had no contingency plans for the future. We calculated no risk.
We leapt into a cloudless sky with grins on our faces.
We married for love.
It wasn't intentional, but we married on the birthday of both Lewis Carroll and Wolfgang Mozart, and it seems those two chaps took charge of our days, blessing us with music and wild imagination, a harmony of heart and mind that has gifted us with laughter and a deep, deep joy.
Today is our anniversary.
The sun is shining and the air is crisp.
We are off to the woods with Edward and Apple for a long, long walk.
Holding hands.

GARLAND

I thought it was about time to take down the Christmas garlands yesterday (you can see them hanging in this post) .....
 this one got to this stage, but I think I will leave it like that  .....

.... it looks so lovely when the breeze blows !!!

HAPPY FRIDAY

Friday, January 27, 2012
Happy Friday ....
Hope you have a great weekend
XXX
pic via here

PAVEL PUHOV

Thursday, January 26, 2012
Loving this great piece of street art by Pavel Puhov ......
 very clever !!!
found via here

Dreaming

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Dreaming


People tend to oversleep in my guest room. The ceiling is painted like a night sky and the tapestry curtains, when closed, shut out even the most gregarious moon. If one chooses to leave the Moroccan star light on up above, its soft blue lightbulb casts evocative shadows perfectly tailored for dreaming. Consequently, I keep a dream journal on the bedside table and have been delighted to read the entries written by those guests whose dreams have taken them across extraordinary thresholds while asleep in that room.

We are extravagant dreamers in this house. We soar, wingless, through palettes of technicolour in reveries guaranteed to confound even the most sagacious of interpreters. Think I’m kidding? For a while, The Songwriter experienced a recurring dream of a traveling evangelist with the strange and wonderful ability to turn himself into a gorilla rug at the close of each tent meeting.

He once dreamed of a cow that transformed into a monster when the moon turned full. Don’t laugh, now. He turned that particular dream into a song called “I’m A Werecow” that remains an annual favourite on the Dr. Demento Halloween radio show.

As for myself, I tend to be a fairly baroque dreamer. My somnolent travels are lavishly decorated with all the lilies gilded and Elizabethan music floating in through glassless windows. For years I have had a recurring dream of a neighborhood covered over by gargantuan, animated trees. The streets are now as familiar to me as my own. They spiral and twist past houses I recognize completely, though I’ve never seen them in my waking hours. And there is one house, large, with windows like the sightless eyes of the blind. It sits behind gates of wrought iron, mysterious and unsettling to my mood, looming silently in the shadows of a late afternoon, unwilling or unable to allow me entry. Strange, no?

My dreams have been easy to interpret of late. Populated with exploding sweet potatoes and suitcases full of water, they tell me I am feeling overwhelmed and behind. I hear their admonishments to slow down and breathe deeply, and I intend to heed them as best as I can. How wonderful that they communicate in such entertaining ways.

How about you?

Any good dreams lately?

Do share.

WHERE THEY CREATE

Another series of beautiful photographs from Paul Barbera's 
this time Studio Toogood in London.






























CONCRETE & BLACK

Tuesday, January 24, 2012
 Concrete floors ....

.... and black brick walls 
very nice indeed !!!
via here

SUBMARINE

Monday, January 23, 2012
 Watched Submarine last night on DVD (we missed it when it was on at the movies a while back) ....
what a totally adorable film, darkly funny, very English, great actors (especially Craig Roberts and Noah Taylor) ....







.... and a great soundtrack by Alex Turner
.... loved every minute of it !!!
you can view the trailer here.

FRIDAY FAVORITES

Friday, January 20, 2012
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 This very fun way to make art ....
 via here


this kitchen .....
via here

a good iced coffee ....
via here
.... and Alain de Botton and his latest book ....
I think it will be a great read.



This dress ..... 
via here

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9WWrmI6B4AE/TxKI9DpGQHI/AAAAAAAALp4/KbXmMiz0Qks/s1600/callejon.jpg
 these vines ....

seeing PJ Harvey live ....
.... and these words !!!
 via here

Hope you have a great weekend
XXX