A diverse offering twixt the interesting, the unusual, and the amusing.
Monday, 28 June 2010
These green glazed garden planters, are very typical of southern France. They even make our bog standard Petunias look good. The piece of chipped glazed terracotta is the top of an old pinacle. It must originally have stood atop a very impressive building.
This medieval carved stone cow has certainly seen better days. Still, it makes a reasonable garden ornament. The rusty candalabra was an experiment, by a blacksmith friend, that went wrong. He chucked it out; I saved it.
The uppermost pot contains a plant that came from a friend's house. I half-inched (stole) a tiny morcel and stuck it in some earth. Now, several months later, it's a thriving, and attractive, flowering plant. Some knowledgeable person may like to enlarge the picture, and let me know what it is. It's a type of succulent.
The fountain that no longer flows. Never mind; it's the thought that counts! We no longer have fish either. Having survived a very harsh winter, they all died this spring. We have no idea why.
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!