"Ah .. umm ... so-so" - one glance out of the window and you know it is -
WHAT? The first day of SUMMER?? June?? You bet!
13°C in the morning, but the radio cheers us with the promise that it will get up to 15°.
Mmmh.
Might be a golden opportunity to show you the two books I found in London, and make a cuppa and thumb through a bit.
At Foyles, of course, I found them. (As with migrating birds the way to that bookshop is engraved into my brain's navigation system. Kind of magnetism. I went there oh so often - and you are welcome to talk of e-books and clouds and whatsoever: I love to see books presented on shelves, love them humming at me - love to feel them, their sort of paper, their heaviness).
And this year there were two books I always came back to:
"London, You're Beautiful. An Artists Year" by David Gentleman is really - beautiful!
Drawings and sketches as I like them - month by month, and interesting little texts.
I draw myself a bit, because I think a sketch sometimes gets more to the gist then a photo (yes, in my next life I will re-appear as a Geisha: I can do all these Arts a little bit in a good amateurish way: draw, write, sing and so on, whatever is required in that profession - come to think of it I might be a typical "Höhere Tochter", a German term for young Ladies from the Upper Class in the last(!) century).
So the second book I bought that had caught my eye by it's design AND its content is on a subject that always fascinates me: "The Perfectly Imperfect Home" by Deborah Needleman.
Not "Art" - just "witty and pretty".
"Any house or room remembered with pleasure has the look of being loved by those who live in it",
said Billy Baldwin.
And he is right. Today, I think, I'll spend quite a lot of time in our home.
Ah, and don't forget: switch the light on - that makes even a dark 1. June look bright :-)
