Flakes of the life of a sensate man; random notes and pictures that endeavour to capture capricious thoughts, largely of unreasonable and mysterious origin, before they leave forever the wandering mind of a life pilgrim stumbling towards the point where parallel lines meet.
“Give me the sensate mind, that knows The vast extent of human woes!” M. Robinson Angelina II. 1796
Thursday, March 31, 2011
The joy of spring
Today I woke to heavy rain which has continued, on and off, all through the day. Yesterday was very different, a beautiful, slightly hazy, soft-light, warm spring day. I spent it as pleasantly as it deserved. First gathering pebbles for a "beach" feature I am making in my garden, then strolling, with my regular strolling companion, along an undulating track lined with flowering sage, gorse and a multitude of smaller plants. The heavily scented track led us from the pebble covered beach which we had plundered, around the back of a headland, to the sandy beach at Zapi where we ate picnics, talked life and books and read poems in the sunshine at Maria's, closed for the winter, taverna.