Monthly Archives: April 2016

Inman Park Festival and Parade

Join us to share some of the fun and vitality of the Parade this afternoon, Saturday 30th April, despite the date on the photos! It was brilliant to be able to be here this year and to get caught up in the excitement and jollity  

  As well as the parade, there are streets full of beautiful art work for sale, scrumptious food and drink all accompanied by live music. 

Both of these I would have loved to have bought but taking home would sadly be impossible. Tonight is Theatre Night…….


Posted by on April 30, 2016 in America, art, Beauty, Celebration, community


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Inman Park Festival and Tour of Homes

Full picture tomorrow. 

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Posted by on April 30, 2016 in Uncategorized


Birthday Treats, A Visit and Spiral Staircase 

It was my brother’s birthday yesterday and he had his own google doodle! 

 We went to see the wonderfully inventive Cirque Du Soleil last night and that was a treat indeed as was his Guiness Chocolate Cake.   

I loved how the sunlight made light and shade patterns from the spiral staircase which leads from the car park up to the Law School where P works.   


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Posted by on April 28, 2016 in America, Beauty



Inman Park, Mocking Bird and Lullaby 

Let me take you on a brief walk in Inman Park, Atlanta, taking in the mini libraries, some flowers and a sculpture. 


We passed a chattering tree and realised that we were too close to a pair of Mocking birds and their nest.  

The mocking bird brought to mind the lullaby, Mama’s going to buy you a mocking bird, which is an old Southern US lullaby, appropriate given where we are right now.

Hush, little baby, don’t say a word,

Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird don’t sing,

Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring turns brass,

Mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass.
And if that looking glass is broke,

Mama’s gonna buy you a billy goat,
And if that billy goat won’t pull,

Mama’s gonna buy you a cart and a bull.
And if that cart and bull turn over,

Mama’s gonna buy you a dog named Rover.
And if that dog named Rover won’t bark,

Mama’s gonna buy you a horse and a cart.
And if that horse and cart fall down,

you’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town.


Posted by on April 27, 2016 in America, Beauty, environment, garden


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Sunset and Jenny Joseph

The sun has burst the sky

The sun has burst the sky

Today’s poem is by Jenny Joseph,  well known for her poem, ‘When I am an old woman’. I love the joy in this one and am lucky enough to feel like this about my man.

The sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
And the river its banks.

The sea laps the great rocks
Because I love you
And takes no heed of the moon dragging it away
And saying coldly ‘Constancy is not for you’.
The blackbird fills the air
Because I love you
With spring and lawns and shadows falling on lawns.

The people walk in the street and laugh
I love you
And far down the river ships sound their hooters
Crazy with joy because I love you.



Spring Garden and e e cummings

Our Spring garden

Our Spring garden

 As regular readers will know, I love the poetry of e e cummings. Here is another for your delectation, in Just spring
in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles          far          and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far          and             wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and



balloonMan          whistles



April Morning, Seeds and Sara Teasdale

It is so lovely, on this April morning, to see the new green shoots everywhere. Despite the cold it seems that Spring has sprung. IMG_0112 IMG_0130


I love how raindrops collect inside the new Lupin leaves. Zoom in on this one. It is truly beautiful.

We have taken advantage of the sunshine to plant some seeds in the hope that they will germinate while we are away.

Nigella, Cornflowers and Night Scented Stock seeds planted

Nigella, Cornflowers and Night Scented Stock seeds planted

This seems an appropriate poem for today, April Morning by Sara Teasdale. I especially like the last two lines in the first stanza.

I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high,
I was a child of the shining meadow,
I was a sister of the sky.

There in the windy flood of morning
Longing lifted its weight from me,
Lost as a sob in the midst of cheering,
Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.


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