I have finished Helen Dunmore’s last novel, Birdcage Walk, today and it was as gripping as suggested, a thriller that can’t be put down, especially the last third. I love her poetry too.What a loss to the literary world.
The buds of the creamy white Aquilegia in the bunch that I was given last week have now opened and are very lovely.
From my seat across the kitchen, I noticed the lovely reflection of the satsumas in the work top.
It pleases me that sometimes there is a serendipitous linking between my photos – today the warmth of the golden colours.
January 17, 2018 at 4:26 am
A book finished; the words live on after the writer. Bloom to reflective orange and the serendipitous that delights you. Your post today reminds me of a song record by Buffy Sainte-Marie and written by Leonard Cohen, ‘God Is Alive Magic is Afoot’.