Summer seems to have arrived, gardens of wisteria, lilac, clematis and jasmine, vying with early roses and ground cover flowers are flourishing. I will posy (sic - post) some garden pictures (after the snow) later this morning, for it is only 6.30 on a Sunday morning here. I am drinking the obligatory early grey while listening to the new 
Jackson Brown/David Lindley album - Love Is Strange - which is a summer joy, it is summer music and if you get the chance give it a go. Once again its just a couple of old guys in the kitchen idea - though its live, nice. It has been the Brighton Festival these past couple of weeks and the last Sundays have been spent in OPEN HOUSES. They houses that are turned into art exhibition spaces. This year I have been very good and restricted myself to two small sculptures, one is a Blue Fish by Kate Lulham and the other is a Crouching Girl by Agness Chevalier (which I will give to my niece as a wedding present). But there was a lot more I coveted, like a gorgeous patchwork silk quilt - thing is, what would I do with it. I don't live in a Homes and Gardens home but a shambling Victorian pile of rooms on three floors. On any given day I could use three of the rooms and D. a separate three and we would only cross in the kitchen - actually we do that because when D. isn't in his room or watching TV or playing pool in the attic he EATS! He cooks pizza and has it with three iced buns - I mean three, why three? Still at least I know he would survive, his meatballs and pasta (his number one food) was voted best meal in Home Economics last term. He said it was the Basil that made all the difference without telling them it was already included in the jar of Ragu we tipped into the Tupperware bowl with the meatballs so he could take them to school safely - but hey, one day he will cook for some girl, pasta with meatballs in basil and tomato, with a salad on the side (a bag of leaves, sliced cucumber and some tomatoes - might even chop in some mozzarella) and as she sips her small glass of Chianti (might be an iced Pinot Grigio) she will think, this aint bad! And it won't be, it'll be heaven on a plate, love on the table and stars in their eyes, I'll drink my early earl grey to that. And so, since I have been talking about - Jackson Browne and David Lindley, here they are, have posted these guys before but I like this, enjoy, I am off to the gym:
Jackson Brown/David Lindley album - Love Is Strange - which is a summer joy, it is summer music and if you get the chance give it a go. Once again its just a couple of old guys in the kitchen idea - though its live, nice. It has been the Brighton Festival these past couple of weeks and the last Sundays have been spent in OPEN HOUSES. They houses that are turned into art exhibition spaces. This year I have been very good and restricted myself to two small sculptures, one is a Blue Fish by Kate Lulham and the other is a Crouching Girl by Agness Chevalier (which I will give to my niece as a wedding present). But there was a lot more I coveted, like a gorgeous patchwork silk quilt - thing is, what would I do with it. I don't live in a Homes and Gardens home but a shambling Victorian pile of rooms on three floors. On any given day I could use three of the rooms and D. a separate three and we would only cross in the kitchen - actually we do that because when D. isn't in his room or watching TV or playing pool in the attic he EATS! He cooks pizza and has it with three iced buns - I mean three, why three? Still at least I know he would survive, his meatballs and pasta (his number one food) was voted best meal in Home Economics last term. He said it was the Basil that made all the difference without telling them it was already included in the jar of Ragu we tipped into the Tupperware bowl with the meatballs so he could take them to school safely - but hey, one day he will cook for some girl, pasta with meatballs in basil and tomato, with a salad on the side (a bag of leaves, sliced cucumber and some tomatoes - might even chop in some mozzarella) and as she sips her small glass of Chianti (might be an iced Pinot Grigio) she will think, this aint bad! And it won't be, it'll be heaven on a plate, love on the table and stars in their eyes, I'll drink my early earl grey to that. And so, since I have been talking about - Jackson Browne and David Lindley, here they are, have posted these guys before but I like this, enjoy, I am off to the gym:Ok - gym done and dusted, breakfast gone, orange juice drunk - and now pictures taken. This is this morning's summer garden. This is the long view (not very long as can be seen)
This is the other side as we pull the lens back
Closing in makes it a bigger jungle than it really is - the power of the camera that always lies:
As you close in you can see more detail, Meercats are not common in Brighton but this little guy brings a smile to the serious: 
And finally moving even close up we can say, isn't it lovely - that was the garden at 11am this Sunday morning - tomorrow A. will be seventeen but we will celebrate it today because we are all working tomorrow - and this "onion" is for her:
