Monday, July 20, 2009

Monday Mitherings

This lucious hedge borders Joy's garden. In bloom it is a mass of pale pink blossom. I thik it may be some sort of prunus. Joy showed us her newish carpet where- inadvertantly - she had spilt a glass of red wine. Not a trace of a stain because she had immediately doused it in white wine. Her only regret - it was qite a good vintage.



This precious stone set in a silver sea...
was how Monsieur Pierre described the tiny room he had for me in the sixties on the left bank
. It was like the inside of a courtesan's hat box. From my balcony this morning you can just sea the silver strip that is our sea

This is just for Kevin in case he can recognise the tall yellow flower with a dark reddish velvety leaf. Click to embiggen.
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16 comments:

Leah said...

What lovely photos to wake up to this morning!

The silver ribbon of sea is really beautiful.

beleek said...

'precious stone in a silver sea' - I thought that was Shakespeare about this 'sceptr'd isle' but must have that wrong.

blogger is not letting me comment on anything so am having to pretend to be someone else!

PI said...

Leah: it is clearer to the naked eye- honest:)

Beleek: yes of course it is Shakespeare and M Pierre was quoting him - which was his wont.
Blogger is a funny old thing at times.

Jimmy Bastard said...

Hmmmm... and Monsieur Pierre would be?

Kevin Musgrove said...

Very nice.

I've half an idea the yellow flowers are Lysimachia 'Firecracker.'

http://www.flickr.com/photos/68587888@N00/2626907399/

R. Sherman said...

You should add another story onto your house, or a roof-top observation post, both for the view and in case the Armada starts to get frisky again. You could ring a bell and call for Francis Drake or something.

:)

Cheers.

PI said...

Jimmy: he was the proprietor of a small hotel in the Latin Quarter of Paris where I used to stay in the sixties. He was small - Asiatic in appearance and found my French very amusing - in a nice way. We were only allowed to take £50 a year out of the country in those days so it was good to have a friendly Patron.

Kevin: that has a familiar sound. Thank you and I'll check;)

Randall: we have the attic floor but - as yet no roof top observation post. I'll mention it to MTL- I'm sure he'll be thrilled with the idea and it will go on the ever increasing list:).

PI said...

Kevin: vous avez raison absolument.
Merci bien!

Eryl Shields said...

I want a view of the sea, no matter how strip-like!

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

What a beautiful view, my dear, and your garden looks so very very lovely.....I never know what any flowers are--(Except, a few)...But I love the tal Lavender ones and especially that one bloom that is all round on top! What, pray tell, is that!
You must have loved Paris, a lot! And there had to have been GORGEOUS Flowers there....!

angryparsnip said...

Your photos today are just lovely and the first one was just fabulous.

"it was like the inside of a courtesan's hat box" I have to remember that quote. . .

PI said...

Eryl:everything comes to he who waits. Time passes ever so quickly and you shall have your strip of sea!

Naomi : I think that must be the head of the onion flower after it finished blooming. It is extraordinary and not nearly as fragile a it looks so I'm leaving it as long as possible.
I have been very happy in Paris and desperately sad. It was the autumn - the summer was over and I thought my life was over. Thankfully I got that wrong and it reinforced my belief that one should never give up.

Parsnip: glad you like that quote. I think it's original 'cos it took me ages to remember the name for a flighty French lsdy without being vulgsr:)

belleek said...

I've composed a lovely reply about the Armada and the £50 and I'm not allowe dto post it - gggrrr!!!

PI said...

Belleek: now I'm all agog. Do you mean blogger is censoring you? How dare they?

rosneath said...

well I think it is a national requirement that your Armada look out is up and functioning toute suite - today is the day they were sighted in - was it 1588? - highly likely they will be back soon!

I remember my dad giving me £5 to stuff in the toe of my shoe when we went to France after my O levels - 1967!

That's a summary of what I wrote but nothing like as good as the original!

PI said...

Bellek: I'm not sure we are looking in the right direction but I'll keep my eyes peeled.
As we are in confessional mode I sent money out to my sister in the States so she could then send it to my hotel in Paris. Harold Wilson would have had my guts for garters.