dream a little dream of me

sometimes we all need dreams – wishful thinking, whimsical thoughts – they are harmless encouraging thoughts that help us get through the day or difficult times….   what i  dream of  –  is love and peace, contentment and respect for all throughout the world…..

i love this version by dean martin  – dream a little dream of me 
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper “I love you”
Birds singing in a sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I’m longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I’m longing to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you
And in your dreams
Whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Ella Fitzgerald

 

caged flowers

I love bird cages, there is something calming about them, although in reality they say the contrary, as they capture birds. Paint the wooden bird cages in bright colours and add as a feature to a dull corner of a room or hang from the branch of a tree.  you can plant a plain old wire one with seeds or a plant and watch it bloom.

I am loving the life size cageling chair that you can buy from ontwerpduo – imagine that in your garden.

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i love unusual vessels for plants in gardens – i have trugs and crates to house my pots on my balcony – you can pick lots of these things up at kemptom market.  i love the trolley at petersham nurseries stacked with plants.

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painting in the 1930’s

so there is so much to see in london at the moment and i have been catching up – dashing in and out of the showers, the cold wind and then occasionally the glimmer of sunshine.  please dont tell me that this will be the pattern for this summer.  firstly there is the painting exhibition at  the royal academy of the 1930’s – time of the depression when there were many changes in the country and art started to appear in many forms;   its not a big exhibition, and definitely the best pieces are by Edward Hopper and Grant Wood, but it does show the wealth of styles in painting that started to emerge.

its then a short walk to see some beautiful photos at the photographers gallery , in the basement, alongside the shop, of a disused research lab for malaria in east africa – they are very evocative and moody – by Eugenia arbugaeva Amani. 

if you are into photography, then photo london is finishing tomorrow and its a great opportunity to see works that range from early vintage prints, the great masters  and contemporary photographers.   the early 20C  black and white prints are far the best and stand out.  i particularly love the prints of sarah moon.  its expensive to buy a ticket, but there is enough stuff to see for at least a few hours.

if you want to have a fun day out and see lots of events outdoors, then pop to greenwich for the urban village fete tomorrow.  there are interesting talks, great food, lots of shopping and music and its all free!  i shall be there supporting my husband as he interviews a group of inspiring women.

also worth seeing is the exhibition – architecture of the japan house after 1945 at the barbican – again the early 1950’s stuff is memorable –  but it shows how small and compact and minimal is a simple way of living;  in this materialistic world it definitely  made me want to go straight home and declutter!
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journey

here is my latest guest writer, in fact poet – i met Zoe at Suryalila on the yoga retreat and was taken by her inner beauty and zest for life –  she entertained us all with her poems and songs.  Zoë is a London-based dance teacher/mother/student of osteopathy who makes sense of life through writing among other things.
Journey.

At Old St a crowd surges on, doors
shut us in,
nightclub close.

A man,
groin, chest,
millimetres
from mine. One
corner of
white shirt untucked
from belted jeans.
The carriage is warm and damp, bringing
the smell of his beard.
Hand skin on
blue bar,
armpit open
like a child.
He gazes into his
headphones, oblivious to the train dancing
our bodies. My
breasts, his lips,
wavering
like a butterfly. A pull,
to put my face in his, like
the illogical
urge as the train wind rushes,
to jump
from the platform into
the void.

A day of screen vacuum. Limbs light
with absence.
Now bodies nudge mine, arms weave like branches.
Mammals, cave warm.
As if we could hear the crackle, and
smell woodsmoke- the odour
of collective millennia.
The train wobbles our warm flesh
together. But I breathe secretly
the comfort of a flank against mine.

I get off at angel and walk home to eat
vacuum packed Salmon and seal
tomorrow’s lunch in tupperware

Zoe Solomons

 

my baby has all grown up

cant believe that my baby is 18 today!  its beautiful and sad – a passing of time, a transition into womanhood, a progression, a growing, its everything and yet there is so much for her to do and look forward to in the future – its officially the start of her adult life – she can vote, drink, choose to get married……. the world is her oyster.

always my inspiration, my model,  my pride and joy,  my beautiful maude – i thank you for all the times you have patiently sat, ran, walked, poised for my photos!

making cakes for birthdays

one of the pleasures of having young children was having the duty of making birthday cakes each year, and as I had 3 of them, it meant that I got a lot of practise.  however as the girls got older, they started to make the cakes and my cake making has become rusty and non existent.  however now that they are all more independent and grown up, it seems that making cakes has become my task again.  here are 2 of my easy favourites – victoria sandwich  and apple cake – both courtesy of mary berry, whose recipes i find so easy to follow and are somewhat foolproof.  you can always adapt the recipe to suit eating allergies – i made the apple cake dairy free as maude is now vegetarian and not eating dairy.  there is something therapeutic about baking……  and eating them too……

 

the wonder of living in london

i love that my children are now informing of what to do and where to go in london – whats great is that they look for free events or events that cost very little.  alice took me to China Exchange on Gerrard Street, where there was a day of cultural events, ‘Yaji” – Yaji means ‘an elegant gathering’ in Chinese, it is a form of art salon comprising the Chinese literati ‘s favourite pastimes, from Guqin appreciation to tea drinking, from poem composition and recital to drawing.  and this is exactly what took place today – and it was all free.  i particularly loved watching the artist Qu Leilei do a demonstration of chinese calligraphy and painting – of course he made it look so easy.  i will definitely have a go…….  sign up and look out for more interesting events.

on the way home, i popped into the photographers gallery – there are some beautiful photographs by Eugenia Arbugaeva of a malaria research station in east africa – again on show for free in the basement.