Saturday, February 3, 2018

Winter Continues...and What to Do to Combat it...

The groundhog has spoken.
Six more weeks of winter - and it's still bitter cold.

Madison Square Park is bright and chilly

But Eric Kayser serves hot tea and gives you a little tiny financier in your saucer.
Another day I repair to the flower district

and bathe in bright ranunculus 

and more ranunculus

and anemones

and weird begonias with swirls in them

and my very favorites - hellebores more charmingly referred to as Lenten Roses.

I go home and make sketches and start on a new tapestry design having stocked up on colored wools.
I'm reading Agnes Jeykll's Kitchen Essays from 1922 which summon up a lost world and have just finished Diana Holman-Hunt's delightfully batty memoir My Grandmothers and I from 1960.
Only six more weeks.....

Monday, September 4, 2017

Summer's End

Labor Day....

The moment to hang on to the last joys of summer

and remember walking in the woods of Long Island

and the delights of diner food on the day of a flash flood.

Summer flowers from our son's garden.

The home to the city and thinking of next year's flowers. (A very old plate from Morocco with a beautiful glaze.)

And walking in Central Park where there were a large number of rats in The Ramble. Pied Piper needed soonest.

Some progress in my latest project - a tapestry from a photo of folk art  from a chicken seller.

And Union Square has cheerful flowers

sweet mini plums

and both yellow and white peaches.


Monday, June 12, 2017

Snapshots from early summer...

Suddenly it’s summer!

And very hot indeed - in the 90’s today. On Friday we sat up on the roof.

Today I walked up to Union Square where they were having some sort of promotion for Air France and the young girls were looking terrifyingly chic.

Such pretty mini-squash - to be photographed but not eaten.

I went home on the bus as it was too hot to walk.

The other day when my friend Jo was visiting from out of town, we had lunch at ABC Carpet, a most wonderful shop where they have lovely little flower arrangements all over the place.

They also have magical distressed mirrors.

This last photo is of a little ant who came downstairs with me from the roof where the nasturtiums and  lavender are flowering.

Tuesday, May 30, 2017


Time for Japanese irises  on Long Island

 And always time to go to the green market at Union Square.

A good hunting ground for aging hippies and green type people. (Include me in!)

Ramps looking swirly

and ranunculus looking vivid.

So very pretty!

Who knew that radishes had flowers?!

Union Square, as ever, a flower lovers’ paradise.

Friday, April 21, 2017

A Walk in the Park

On Tuesday I went for a wonderful walk in Central Park with Frances of CityViews/ CountryDreams.

Lovely to see the mist of unfolding leaves - so delicately overarching.

Lots of people out and about enjoying the day.

Blossoms unfolding too

and delighting the eye.

A birthday salute to Wm. Shakespeare!

What a blessing Central Park is!

How picturesque

and how pretty!

Friday, March 31, 2017

Thinking of Spring

At Union Square the twigs are twisting

and the pussy-willow

 is enchanting.

The trees are thickening and budding.

On Long Island, the young ones are set to work digging

and the skies are brilliant bright in the city.

On the High Line crews are cutting back winter’s dead growth - observed from above by a rather languid maiden.

At home, daffs are picturesque

as are tulips.

At the diner on the corner Mr. Beady-Eyes tells us he’s thinking of hopping.
Today it’s pouring with rain, of course
But tomorrow I start planting the tree pits.

Happy Spring!

Friday, March 3, 2017

The High Life

Much neglected blog!
Anyway, back in New York and hanging out in a part of town I’m not usually in.

A brand new building on 42nd Street called MiMA the venue of a Saatchi art show that Robert was in. Fabulous views over the Hudson to New Jersey - with the Intrepid on the right.

Looking down was rather unnerving. Spot the little church with dwarfed spires nestling in the shadows.

Looking north made the little buildings look like Lego building blocks.

The views at night were extra dramatic - the Intrepid again on the upper right...

and everything twinkly and magical.

One of Robert’s paintings of another, more classic, high rise building!

The last photo taken out of an open window looking directly downwards onto 42nd Street.
I’m still feeling dizzy!