Monthly Archives: July 2010

334 – Exotic fruit

334 – Exotic fruit

Mmmm-mmm — Chilean guavas. I love fruit, and I’ve always had a particular attraction exotic fruit. As kids Mum would never buy us fireworks for …

 

333 – Malik’s story

333 – Malik’s story

Malik dreams of striding across the veldt with a huge herd of African elephants. To trumpet wildly with the sheer joy of freedom. Ears flapping, …

 

332 – Fashion Capital

332 – Fashion Capital

I’m sorry, but the stone hairdryer and the embedded hairbrush (handle only visible) stacked behind Parliament buildings are just odd. These monoliths don’t move, but …

 

331 – Early birds

331 – Early birds

High drama on the back lawn early this morning. A hen blackbird had somehow managed to land a rather large earthworm. And like the rest …

 

330 – Watery days

330 – Watery days

A watery start to the day. Days like this can be hard to get started on – easier to head back to bed, pull the …

 

329 – Mists on the hills

329 – Mists on the hills

It’s easy to find Fangorn on the days when the mists settle down. If you listen in the silence you can hear Beowulf and Grendel. …

 

328 – Booty

328 – Booty

We never return from a visit to my sister Gillian without booty. Fruit for me to make marmalade or jelly, cookies, cakes, flowers, books, magazines, …

 

327 – Returning home

327 – Returning home

Every single person has capabilities, abilities and gifts. Living a good life depends on whether those capabilities can be used, abilities expressed and gifts given. …

 

326 – The path, curved…

326 – The path, curved…

The City Council building takes on a rich range of chocolate-y hues under the toffee coloured street lights. I’m always impressed by how dreary the …

 

325 – Go North!

325 – Go North!

I was about to fly north in an effort to go south. Business trips give me the chance to make some photos of things I …