I am having a moody Wednesday morning, sat next to my computer whilst spinning listening to Mozart's clarinet concerto. It reminds me that the world is beautiful and mathematical in its composition. Did I dream it yesterday but Sir Neville Marriner is dead, no news on Google, my heart always uplifted when I heard those magic word St.Martins-in-the-Field, and those light notes of Mozart came over the airways.
Early this morning whilst throwing out the bread for the birds I took a photo of the nasturtium plant that overwintered, it's bright yellow caught by the sun. The usual kerfuffle with the birds coming down to feed, the magpie swooped by with the collared dove in hot pursuit, twice he tried to land but the dove was having none of it. Yesterday whilst walking back from the shop, two magpies harassing a crow above our heads, so much egg stealing at this time of the year!
I have ordered some coloured fibre to spin, having given up on my dyes for the time being, they always come up too strongly the new colours are in a variety of sea shades for a project that has been pottering around in my mind. One of the colours alongside I had though to range from turquoise but got captivated by such names as 'Sage', 'Sherwood' and 'mint'
I notice from my stats that Mundon church has had an unusual number of hits, and this is probably due to the photos of the petrified oaks that McFarlane clambered up into in his programme on 'Wild Essex (I was a bit worried about this), but I expect the trees have almost become solid rock. Looking at the church, the photos were taken in 2010, I wonder if one is allowed inside yet?
I am very envious of your nasturtium in any color. In Vermont I had great tumbles of them every summer but they were one of the first flowers to succumb to frost. Here they don't seem to like the prolonged heat and humidity of summer. I raised one in a pot to the flowering stage last year where-upon it was devoured overnight by cabbage worms.
ReplyDeleteThe names given to colors are so imaginative--I wonder who is given the job of dreaming them up.
I am sure I answered but sometimes they do not seem to come up! It was the cabbage worms that intrigued me, thought they could be caterpillars, as the white butterfly always lays its eggs on cabbages..
DeleteI adore Mozart's clarinet work - did you really hear that Neville Mariner had died?
ReplyDeleteHe came from Lincoln, where I came from and I have always followed his career, although over the last few years of 'farming' I have rather lost touch with that world.
Well I have looked on the web and not found any trace of his death, so maybe I was dreaming.
DeleteColour names can be so seductive can't they?
ReplyDeleteYes I have found that out the hard way, Sherwood which appeared a beautiful light shade is very dark, why wasn't I thinking about Robin Hood at the time!!
DeleteWell Thelma Nasturtions grow quite wild in Madeira....
ReplyDeleteHi Ana, but I bet it is much warmer in Madeira, the cold always kills them off in this country...
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