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140414 Tumbleweed bucket

After a day working in the back garden (East) aka bgE, rebuilding a wobbly step, with a set of tools from the shed. That's N shed, not S shed where I dump, then grope for small items. (There is more). Then pm-ish, now in front garden, and sunny, in just double figures, where I am repairing our side-fence next to our neighbours. ie our posts, so we pay. A branch we cut off the cherry tree caused this. Because of through draft in the house, we try not to pass through without front or back door closed.

There are nearly two sets of tools, one out the back as mentioned, and another in a shed containing most of the useful garden tools..and all our outdoor shoes for running, cycling, walking etc.

In the garage … oh, never mind.

We see ourselves as North rather than South. Never mind Watford! Birmingham will do for this. Never mind that our rare treat (pre-paid train return ticket) to Brum (our south) last week, cost us £25 each. And all the rigmarole!

Now, take a look at the map to see where the Lands End, John o' Groats line might fold*.

Still, when it's dry, one must not carp, one must carpe diem, musn't one?

Unbeknown to me, a light north breeze had sent a circular weed bag, ex-light-weight, as was mother-in-law whose once it was, tumbleweeding down the lane.

Convinced for once I had not forgotten where I left it ..you know, specs in every room, that migrate etc, I spent time searching … I found it behind a wheely bin 4 doors south.

An escaped lamb was mowing the lawn for free.

Anyway, everyone likes colourful snaps;

I think the loveliest time of the year

is the spring, don't you?

Course you do?

(Poo poo, said a pigeon).

So 3 pix of: contre-jour, avec- jour?, and the cherry blossom buds and leaves; c-j, just like the first pic, but evening.

The sort of pic where in the 70's a young someone used to stick an elliptical patch on your print telling you, you didn't want to do that, did you?

* in big names: Lancaster.

Today I stir at the first bird sound 5.35am.

At 7.00 I touch the floor, to rise and stagger, recalling those 70's little penguin things that used to be pulled to the edge of the table. I continue my stagger to the loo. The motion sensitive lamp (ha ha) blinks intermittently. Unlike the fire alarm which makes the littluns look for a birdie.

You see, living in a terrace block of 6, with not even a central or public through access, has its problems.

Yesterday, on top of the unusually dry spell, I was trying to go from the back, rebuilding a top step in danger of collapsing, our falling and being taken away to hospital ….to the front.

I was devising a novel to make the fence junction slightly moveable. There was a reason. It is about services. Gas was installed soon after I moved in.

The old question. Why don't Services make and keep maps?

Both operations involve TIME. Time for mortar to go off, time for paint to dry.

In the case of art-paint, time for paint to dry to the exact moment ready for more

to be added..

In art-speak, le moment exact.

Which is why some artists may have several paintings on the go.

My excuse, is that mine are often palimpsests.

It is no wonder artists need dedicated space. See Love is a Devil. 
Third son Alex, is sometime |Art Director -he once asked
 if he could have an old pattern  Stanley knife I used in Corsham. (BAA).

He wasn't born till 3 years later. It must have fascinated him.
I have referred to them as Aa, Ad and Al so far. Aaron, Adrian and Alexander*
in alphabetical order.
*The first two have their own business sites. Though as unlike a pike as you could imagine, and like many freelances, spending much of his time resting

This a.m. I have another pic.

Sunny, frosty at 7-ish and a balloon glides by, drifting northwards, lands quietly by the trunk road.See it? 

The BBC forecast is spot on. Needs no intelligent interpretation today.

No wonder our ancestors wanted to sing songs of praise to some Being.

Shame about the disciples! Disciples' disciples....

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