Noon In The Knight Garden

At noon, on another warm, sunny, day with a moderate breeze, I poked my camera out of the upstairs window in order to record the garden’s continuing splendour. (I was inspired by a comment from Elizabeth Gauffreau for today’s title) This afternoon I finished reading ‘David Copperfield’ and scanned the final eight drawings with whichContinue reading “Noon In The Knight Garden”

David Copperfield Is Born

On a most oppressively humid morning we continued with garden maintenance. Jackie weeded, planted, trimmed and composted while I dead-headed roses, dug out two self seeded elder trees, and bagged up some of the refuse. Steady rain set in after lunch. During a lull I dug out some brambles from the back drive borders, untilContinue reading “David Copperfield Is Born”

The Rebellion

Having now completed my reading of Charles Dickens’s “Nicholas Nickleby”, I scanned the last four of the dramatic and insightful Charles Keeping’s illustrations from my Folio Society edition of 1986. ‘They pressed forward to see’ ‘ ‘Come,’ said Tim, ‘let’s be a comfortable couple’ ‘The rebellion had just broken out’ ‘One grey-haired, quiet, harmless gentleman’Continue reading “The Rebellion”

A Tall Lean Boy

Today the air was cold and the light dull. This morning Jackie and I each reached a corner of the bench while weeding the Shady Path. There is just the middle stretch to be completed. A yellow tree peony and a plethora of Welsh poppies can be seen in the surrounding beds. The clematis MontanaContinue reading “A Tall Lean Boy”

A Curate’s Egg

I spent much of the day completing my reading of my Folio Society edition of Charles Dickens’s ‘Martin Chuzzlewit’. Much dogged determination and the illustrations of Charles Keeping were required to see me through it. Christopher Hibbert’s informative introduction was helpful, and indicated that the author was pleased with his work. The book was writtenContinue reading “A Curate’s Egg”

Clear, Changing, Light

We began the day with an early trip to Milford on Sea Pharmacy. Cloudscapes over the Solent and Christchurch Bay were ever changing. The Isle of Wight, invisible not so long avows nicely silhouetted against clear blue sky beyond bands of white cotton and degrees of indigo clouds. Cerulean patches peeped through others. Empty cruiseContinue reading “Clear, Changing, Light”

More Contemporary Tributes

This was another day of unrelenting gloom and rain, on which I scanned another batch of colour slides from Kensal Green Cemetery in May 2008. Well, they all started out as colour slides before I converted some. The first of these chapels within the grounds is Anglican; the second Non-conformist. A single sorrowful sculpture sitsContinue reading “More Contemporary Tributes”

Wet Roads

Rain beating a clamorous tattoo on the Modus roof; repetitive rapping from a thumping car radio; abrupt slamming of doors; crashing gears of handbrake ratchets; muffled muttering of masked voices; clicking stilettos clopping through puddles – all combined to distract me from the last chapters of ‘Little Dorrit’ as I waited in the car whileContinue reading “Wet Roads”

West London Gardens

‘Little Dorrit’ is one of Charles Dickens’s great novels. My Folio Society Edition of 1986 is, at 834 pages with 72 of Charles Keeping’s exquisite illustrations, so great that I intend to deviate from my normal approach to books in this blog. The tale has been reproduced so often in books and films and thereContinue reading “West London Gardens”

Hard Times

Early yesterday morning Jackie photographed some of our current garden blooms. Each is labelled in the gallery. We decided to hold these back to today because of the quantity we had published of the St John the Baptist Cemetery photographs. Later, Elizabeth e-mailed me a selection of hers. This is her take on the insertedContinue reading “Hard Times”