Showing posts with label Bordeaux. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bordeaux. Show all posts

Sunday, July 08, 2012

A haiku a day...

Vendredi
Sparkle! Boom! Bang! Pop!
Gold worms mushroom out, explode
like fireflies dancing.

Samedi
I walk home nibbling
its crispy crust, chewy dough,
baguette on the go.

Dimanche
Snoozy afternoon,
hours dedicated to
dreaming; time goes by.

Lundi
Riverside dancer,
floats on wheels as if on air,
rollerblade ballet.

Mardi
Piles of old fabric
hide crumpled treasures, vintage
beauties to rescue.

Mercredi
Jumping we hover
mid-air as if by magic,
ridiculous fun.

Jeudi
After the monsoon
we twirl amidst puddles to
accordion songs.

x

Friday, June 29, 2012

A haiku a day...

Vendredi
As the lillies wilt,
their petals quietly fall,
I know how they feel.

Samedi
Here, amongst the green,
on thistle spikes, hornets hum
a dangerous dirge.

Dimanche
Refreshing ocean
cools my pale English skin, wave
after wave roars in.

Lundi
A daily ritual:
swinging creaky shutters shut
to silence night noise.

Mardi
The warm breeze whispers
unintelligible thoughts
as I wander home.

Mercredi
As we lick ice-cream,
across the square, over there
a man plays with fire.

Jeudi
Frightened, I drag a
chair outside, take up refuge
on the terrace, hide.

x

Saturday, June 23, 2012

A haiku a day....

Here are my little word snippets from the last week...

Vendredi 
Unbelievable 
sky, crazy backdrop to our
happy fountain splash.

Samedi
Dappled light, green grass,
the pop of corks, a tiny
corner of heaven.
 
Dimanche
Cool liquid amber,
refreshing in the hot sun,
after park picnics.
 
Lundi
Same song, months apart,
in parallel we listen,
as the lark ascends.
 
Mardi
I awake to rain
glad about the gloominess,
as my nightmares wane.
 
Mercredi
Sticky air cooks up
cranky moods, we stumble out,
into an oven.

Jeudi
Bagpipes bellow out
Scottish songs on this French night,
Fête de la musique.

x






Monday, June 18, 2012

A haiku a day...

Friday
We gather around
this table, share ourselves, eat,
become family.

Saturday
Happy tears burst out,
a moment of change and love,
bright happy morning.

Sunday
The giant sky looms,
bright over the open road,
which leads me somewhere.
 
Monday
Take me in your arms,
I'm home after many miles,
smiles, tears and journeys.

Tuesday
My inner vortex 
swirls still, as my head catches
up with my footsteps.

Wednesday
Back on a bike I
zoom along again, finding
the right momentum.

Thursday
In the perfect square,
I brush shoulders with Nancy,
my inspiration.

x

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Soundtrack to my life

Some more songs that have been a sonic background to my life of late.

Ben Howard, Old pine
I listened to this album pretty regularly as we packed up our old lives and started our new ones here. It reminds me of first tram rides through unfamiliar streets, humid rain storms and walking around gazing up in wonder at the old sandstone buildings with a smile on my face.

Nina Simone, Lliac wine
A necessary song as soon as the lilacs in the park bloomed. I inhaled their heady scent whilst Nina sang about it. Nina Simone is just the greatest.

Kim Boekbinder, Girl on a bicycle
I've been hiring bikes quite regularly and zooming along the river. I almost always hum this song in my head when I ride along feeling happy and ridiculous as I pedal.

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Home
Because home is wherever I'm with my love. And right now it's here and I couldn't be happier.

The Jimmy Chamberlain Complex, Loki Cat
I randomly started playing this song a lot as I worked and it crept into my head and got stuck there and will forever remind me of the first few weeks here when we only had what we could carry on the plane in our rucksacks and the flat was empty and yet full of possibilities and happy moments.

Coldplay, Every teardrop is a waterfall 
I've been listening to Coldplay a lot when I run along the river. I love the line in this song about being in the gap between the two trapeeze as that's where I was for a while before, during and after moving.

Smashing Pumpkins, Let me give the World to You
Pure joy in song form, filling my ears on my first trip back to the UK and then blasting out of our speakers when I returned as I twirled in our living room at 4 AM, spun round by my love.

The Grateful Dead, Box of Rain
My latest favourite source of inspiration. A song that reminds me not to be gloomy. Strangely enought I keep finding my direction around the corner where its waiting for me whenever I walk out of the flat (just like the song says I will).

What's your favourite song of late? Please share!
x


Sunday, May 27, 2012

I spy a nuthatch

Just a quick post today to share this photo I snapped of a nuthatch in the park in Bordeaux a couple of weeks ago :) We spied a whole flurry of nuthatches that day, darting through the tree tops and coming into land on this feeding box. I was so so happy because nuthatches are probably my favourite bird. Back when I lived in Wales we had a regular visitor in our garden and I used to spend many a quiet moment admiring its beautifully swooping eyeliner markings as it fed (usually upside down) on the bird feeder we had there. Since then I think I've seen a nuthatch only once, on a snowy day in Munich, its bluey back and orange belly standing out against the snow as it slinked on past us. Nuthatches are really shy and elusive which means it's a real treat when you do spy them - so getting a photo opportunity like this really made my day!

What's your favourite bird?
x

Saturday, May 26, 2012

A haiku a day...

GRRR! Blogger erased the last lot of haikus I put up earlier as well! So here they are again *sigh*

Vendredi
Seeking adventures
in streets, in cafés, in bars,
in glasses of wine.

Samedi
The boulangerie
calls me, I skip along for
fresh crumbly croissants.

Dimanche
Gloomy day inside
watching films, I hide, avoid
the real world outside.

Lundi
Under the weather 
again: gloomy forecasts make
for a bumpy ride.

Mardi
Night time gardening,
by the gold light of street lamps,
flowers bloom and sleep.
 
Mercredi
It's decision time,
will I be my worst self or
find some inner peace?

Jeudi
The scent of jasmine
fills my street, delicate soft,
sweet petals of home

x
 

Happy sunset ripple blanket


[Foreword: I already wrote a whole happy post about this latest crochet project and blogger has myseteriously decided to disappear it. GRRRRRRR! Rather than be defeated and angry about the way that technology just keeps completely failing me this week, I've decided to rewrite it the whole thing again at once. Apologies for the fact that it is slightly less joyful and detailed than the original post!]

So since moving to Bordeaux I've been more or less failing to blog anything other than my weekly haikus with any sort of regularity. But that's because I've been busy enjoying life and working hard on my thesis so I won't feel bad about it! I have been keeping up my crochet however and that's what I'm here to share today.

I decided before moving here that I wanted to make a giant ripply blanket for the bed, in all my favourite sunrise/sunset colours. I had made a smaller version for a gift last December (see here) and had really enjoyed the rippling process so I couldn't wait to get started! Within days of arriving I located a wool shop (Berger de France) and bought some supplies. 

As the days and weeks went by and we started filling up our home with furniture and happy memories, and exploring this lovely old town, I rippled away...
Happy ripply beginnings

I joined a knitting/crochet group for the first time and discovered the joy of crocheting in company. I'm now rather tempted to take up my knitting needles again, having seen the wonderous lacy delights that these inspiring ladies create! It's been a lovely source of inspiration attending these weekly sessions of wool and French chatter :)
A sneak peek!

I had to go back to the wool shop several times for more supplies as I somewhat underestimated just how much wool is needed for a blanket of this size.That made it a little bit pricier than I intended but the wool is all good quality and so soft and warm (its mostly a blend of acrylic and different types of wool) so I don't mind the extra centimes (haha or rather euros) that I had to part with and the pattern is easy hooking. 
 An in-progress shot back when all we had in our bedroom was a bed!

The patter was easy, fun, joyful hooking (it sort of hooks itself up once you get going, leaving your brain free to concentrate on other things. In my case this meant watching the whole of Twin Peaks! haha! this blanket will forever remind me of that series). Finally after about five weeks it was complete (although it's taken me a lot longer to photograph it in all its glory). 
Without further ado I present..... my giant ripple blanket........
It's really rather big! Getting a photo of the entire thing was really rather tricky and involved balancing precariously on a chair!

The pattern for the ripples comes from lovely Lucy of Attic 24. See here.

I edged it with a few rows of double crochets and my favourite bobbles (also seen on another blanket I made here)...
 
Close ups of the bobbly edging

I love the way the colours sing together in their random ripply lines of colour! Some of the combinations almost glow! It makes my heart happy :)

The nights are a bit too balmy to appreciate this lovely warm blanket right now, but I love how bright and colourful it is on our bed in the morning sunshine... 

Here's to happy crocheting and home-making! 
I hope this post manages to survive on the internet!
What have you been hooking up lately?
x

Friday, May 04, 2012

A haiku a day...

Friday
Belly catches up,
send out warning signs too late,
too much on my plate!

Saturday
Soaking in the bath
to the sounds of pouring rain,
wet outside and in.

Sunday 
Grouchy, tired me,
being my worst self as I 
refuse sweet slumber.

Monday 
Mascara hurry,
smudges appear, shouts break out
on the other side.

Tuesday 
May day, lilac skies,
magical clouds float, swifts screech,
the river flows by.

Wednesday 
Pre-meditation
I spy a butterfly perched
amidst my flowers.

Thursday
Erratic pixie,
swift and nimble as she plays
her magic fiddle.

x

Friday, April 27, 2012

A haiku a day...


Friday
Between showers we
climb up through the trees, onto
sunny spring moorland.

Saturday
Deer with a deathwish,
we swerve, he bounds away free,
into the morning.

Sunday
Breathing carefully
defeats all fears of flying,
inhale, exhale, float.

Monday
Pounding the pavements,
through puddles and relentless
pouring rain: perfect.

Tuesday
Blank page tyranny,
word documents multiply,
elusive progress.

Wednesday 
Playful gusts of wind
transform my skirt into a
billowy landscape.

Thursday
The first seedling peeks
its leaves up out of the soil:
fragile alchemy.

x

Friday, March 02, 2012

A haiku a day...

Excuse the lack of all things non-haiku lately - I've been busy moving far away over the last few weeks. I'm here en France now with this week's haikus....

Friday
Today my life is
a giant jigsaw puzzle,
piled into a van.

Saturday
Une nuit blanche
, outside
dreamless fog fills the valley,
as a new day breaks.

Sunday
Family faces,
sat round a table again,
older, fewer, here.

Monday
Overnight murmurs
announce spring, blossom blooms as
green buds sprout on trees.

Tuesday
Clean, bare and empty,
time’s up here, so off we go,
into the unknown.

Wednesday
Flying is easy,
I just close my eyes and soar,
into a new world.

Thursday
Candlelight bathtime,
Joni sings, I sip fine wine,
Happy salle de bain.


With that all typed up and ready to post I will say bonne nuit. 'Tis time I got back to my new crochet project :)
x