Wall behind the Hunterian Art Gallery and most likely part of the Glasgow University Campus
I have a real weakness for old bricks. They come in all sorts of colours depending upon where they were made; they can be handmade or marked with the manufacturer’s insignia; and they tell stories. We have too many brick photos [...]
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Bricking It
Fog of a December Afternoon
Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself—as it will seem todo—
With “I have saved this afternoon for you”;
And four wax candles in the darkened room
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet’s tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
We have been, [...]
On A Day Like This
On a day like this, you just want to curl up on your sofa with a mug of hot tea, some tea biscuits and some knitting. Unfortunately I had to go outside.
On the left, behind those trees, you’d find The Botanics and the river is, of course, my beloved River Kelvin. At the time I [...]
Self Portrait With Dark Felt Hat
.. one Halloween costume down, one to go.
Other Half is currently trying to consider whether or not to stab the ear with a palette knife or not.
Oh, decisions…
Cause/Effect
A view from my daily walk..
..can be very inspirational..
.. don’t you think?
(don’t judge ‘em – the gloves are unblocked and one needs ends woven in)
Recharging Our Batteries
We went on a mini-break to the North-East coast of Scotland. I love visiting this particular part of Scotland – it reminds me of the landscape where I grew up (agricultural, close to the sea, small villages, cows) and yet this place is so startlingly different and dramatic (dangerous cliffs! fishing huts! waterfalls! lobsters!). We [...]
Saturday Link Dump
I haven’t done one of these in ages. Also: insomnia has struck.
This is my new favourite cartoon. Strong words lurk within, beware.
Robert Barclay Allardice – The Celebrated Pedestrian: “His most famous feat was the walking of 1,000 miles (1,600 km) in 1000 hours for 1000 guineas in 1809.”
Fancy Fast Food: “Yeah, it’s still bad for you, but [...]
Dotty
Friday afternoon I packed my tote bag and headed out for my favourite spot in the local park: underneath the trees where the sparrowhawks hang out and close to the little corner which houses several foxes. I sat there with my knitting and then I had a visitor.
Isle of Cumbrae
(yes, I came home with a tonne of ideas for future projects)
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