The view from the footbridge in Bakewell... The Monsal Trail... The view from Longstone Edge with some gorgeous hunk in the foreground - oh, that's one of my sons! Caseys shop, Great Longstone... A corner of my garden...
Thursday, July 31, 2008
My favourite places
My blog's new look
How can it be too pretty?
I don't want people to come here and think "Oh, blimey, this woman doesn't know dark as well as light, she skips over the surface of life in a haze of sweet peas. She has no depth."
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
The allure of the mundane
I am sitting here in bed. I am ill enough not to want to do any work, but bored enough to want to do something other than read Three Men in a Boat. So I thought I'd write a post about sitting in bed on a humid July day, looking out of the window at the sky and the trees, smelling the sweet peas in a vase on my dressing table. I thought I'd write about the vile virus I have and how this morning when I woke up ill at 4 a.m. I not only felt like death, I also felt overwhelmed by depression. I felt so blue that I decided the illness was psychosomatic. So I started to write a post and then thought "Hang on, do people really want to read this?" and decided they didn't. So I stopped.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
A date at Harewood House
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Oh boy oh boy oh boy!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Publication in the USA
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Zuzu's Petals launch party
p.s. Mary Dalgleish won the prize, and when she got home, Gerry ate it...