winter

 


January 31

"In the apparently dull months of Winter, we have all the pleasures which expectation and the conception of infinite possibilities can give."  Harry Roberts The Chronicles of a Cornish Garden 1901 

 from: Martin Hoyles "The Gardener's Perpetual Almanack; a book of days." Thames & Hudson 1997 

I bought it way back in 2002, mail order as it was then.

I'm not sure but I think I did read it daily that first year, or as close to daily as I could manage back then. What with two small boys, painting in the studio, a house and large garden to run.....These days the almanack is in the downstairs loo and I forget about it until I don't and start reading. I love today's quote for it sums up my ideal garden which has never materialised but is always on the verge of happening. Especially in Winter which to me holds so much promise. I have come to love and appreciate all the seasons since moving to the countryside.


Snow! January 7 2026




fiddling, playing, working on new stuff (not showing here yet) for exhibition in April.....



bye for now, keep believing!

Comments

maria said…
I'm agree , hou enorm van de seizoenen het leven in mogelijkheden , becomming older , feeling old and young at the same time in a hour
Saskia said…
you read my thoughts Maria, one of my favourite quotes, from a poem by Tove Ditlevsen 'there lives a young girl in me who will not die' something I'm working into my most recent pieces.....
Marti said…
The photo of your latest work, two by two, arms uplifted, dancing, twirling just fills me with joy, sorely needed these days. Why I think you could make a giant poster, place it outside, in front of your home, and I bet the poster would melt all of the snow just from sheer happiness!

To finding the young girl/woman in all of us. I left a comment on Dee's latest blog post: It was about the protests that we are attending in America. Dee had commented on graduating from high school in 1975. I noted that I had graduated in 1965 a time of conflict and protest. 61 years later, again we find ourselves in a time of conflict and protest. The last words of my comment were these: "In the moment before I returned to my car, I was not the old, gray scraggly-haired green hatted, jacketed crone marching for Democracy but the long haired green mini skirt wearing young woman, protesting from 1965...".
Nancy said…
Saskia~ Ah, look at all of that snow! It was 79 degrees here today! I love your 'playground series' - well, that's what the girls holding hands made me think of. So much Play in this work of yours. Yesterday, I lay on my bed after putting down my book and I studied the cloth you sent me way back when. It hangs quietly on the corner wall across the room. Quiet, but saying much to me 🙂💕
Saskia said…
I had a blue suede one Marti! with those click buttons in front.....I admire you for joining in the protests, glad you are up for it!! I'm not one for marching in large groups, not even when I support the cause
something has to be done
Saskia said…
yes, a playground.....thX Nancy
snow has disappeared, the world is green, grey and brown again, subtle shades that hold their own tales

tungsten

tungsten

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