So LE's mum is here for a few days and since LE is opening her new surgery this week I've been the one spending time with her. Yesterday we headed to Casino Luxembourg for a bit of art appreciation. I think the only 'art' that I apprectiated there was a video of a wonderful performaning artist named D'Janau Morales, her wonderful song like voice wove an acute observation of New York city which you couldn't help but be drawn into. I loved the line about each heart beat being a steady bass beat. This was the most impressive piece of art in the place.
There was a chap chopping up a huge tree trunk to make a single toothpick, which the lady at the front desk seemed very impressed with, but all I could think was, what a waste of a tree.
We left very quickly and went to a wonderfully festive Chocolate House, the Christmas things were starting to be put up and the chocolate gifts were just beautiful! After a long chat about the world and everything else we headed home to collect children and make supper.
This morning has been spent dreaming about gardens and missing my own little plant pot garden which I lovingly tended this year.
My wonderful make do greenhouse where my tomatoes and cucumbers flourished.
My huge mint plant from B's mum and my tomato hanging basket, that managed to survive a miserable Lake District summer.
My Tiny Plot was visited for some gardening inspiration. I love this woman's writing and her garden is what I aspire for mine to be like, practical and beautiful.
No comments:
Post a Comment