On our walk back up from the allotment where we picked another pile of raspberries this afternoon, we passed a garden full of roses, all with that wonderful evocative rosy scent. Did any of you try to make perfume with rose petals as a kid as I did? It never worked but that didn’t stop me trying year after year!
I made a pie for dinner tonight and it was as delicious as it looks.
I read these words by Arundhati Roy today and felt them worth sharing with you, Dear Readers:
“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”
~Arundhati Roy, ‘The Cost of Living’
