Misty
When R and I set off for Slimbridge this morning, to collect the Boy Wonder for a visit, it was a bright, sunny day. An hour and a half later, by which time the three of us were having a … Continued
Well, not preparation exactly. More like thinking about preparation. For a start, I won’t be reaming the oranges by hand this year – I’ve done it many times before, but now I’m old I’ve decided to give my hands a … Continued
Before we went out to Broadway yesterday R and I cooked the quince paste, and then left it drying out in the slowest of slow ovens. This is one of those processes – like finding the setting point of jam … Continued
“These pears are about perfect now,” said R. “Good,” I replied. “Photogenic, you think?” “Oh,” said R. “I didn’t realise they were a photo project. Sorry. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have eaten half of them.” “That’s fine,” I said. … Continued
Yesterday I used the excuse of us having quinces – brought down from the tree in the wild garden by the recent storm – and the fact that I therefore ‘needed’ to devise a still life image around them, to … Continued