Saturday, April 7, 2018

Not Spring Yet...


Much neglected blog....
Not too much to report.
Hideous weather
Hideous president


However, some charming snowdrops on Long Island


a wonderful Grant Wood show at The Whitney
best public exhibition I have been to in ages


even when he is at his most depressing.


On a cheerier note - a splendid exhibition of Lucy Dodd's work
at the David Lewis Gallery. I have known Lucy since before she was born. 


And then there are always the delights of food.
A pistachio eclair for Frances and a brioche for me.


On a wet day Eisenburg's Sandwich Shop


provides comfort food galore.
Toasted bagel and bacon.
Pickles and a BLT.


This morning there were bright ranunculi at Union Square.

Hurry up spring...

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.

HAPPY LABOR DAY



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

May



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!