Saturday May 28th Mother Robin flew off this morning as always and I crept closer to her nest which I haven’t done for days. Three small heads, silent but pointing towards the sky, looked out, her babies are born. I wondered what happened to the fourth egg. No sooner had a smile appeared on my
Saturday May 7th A large and if I didn’t know better, pregnant, red robin has made her new home in a gardenia bush that faces my office window. The plant sits in a large tub against the turquoise wall of the secret garden, it is neither large nor small but seems an extraordinary home for
Monday February 21st A large pile of miscellaneous cookbooks sits on a side table in the small red room where we watch television most evenings, to give me inspiration. The room has one wall full of books, others crowded with paintings and during Covid has become the place we spend most time when actually sitting
Sunday February 20th I played my first game of bocce ball yesterday and, to my amazement, threw the ball in the right direction, even occasionally landing almost where it should have gone. The court is long and narrow and covered with tiny, smashed seashells glistening in the sun, this one surrounded by orange trees heavy
Friday February 11th Today is the day we have decided to take ourselves out to lunch, down to the biker bar to sit outdoors in the warm sunshine and eat whatever they are offering. Masked and hungry for a new adventure, we were told by Sophia the very chatty waitress, to sit anywhere we liked
Wednesday February 9th Fifty years ago, when our house was built, the owners planted an almond tree next to the house. Today it is twenty feet tall and equally as wide. It is completely out of place in a forest of oak trees, and we considered cutting it down when we first arrived. Almond trees
