Thursday, February 13, 2014
Nymans on a sunny, chilly afternoon.
A brief interlude between the 2014 winter storms gave us an opportunity for a brief walk under blue skies.
Nymans is so familiar to us that it feels like our own personal garden.
We walked there today, wrapped up against the chilly wind.
Despite the really nasty weather of late, spring begins to emerge - snowdrops a plenty and masses of hellibores of different colour petals and amazing centres.
Balcombe Viaduct.
There is sculpture at the house - for one more week only.
The bendy laths of wood are symbolising the elements of life within and without the ruined house.
Next Wednesday there is to be a symbolic burning of the sculpture, choreographed to live music.
Very apt, for the greater part of the house burned.
The broom had been left just by the door in the wall.....how could I resist posing with it?
And then it was time to warm up with a pot of tea.
The cafe had some Valentine's Day treats too - and we couldn't resist.
Delicious - raspberry macaroons with fabulous chocolate filling.
Better than a card!
Nymans is so familiar to us that it feels like our own personal garden.
We walked there today, wrapped up against the chilly wind.
Despite the really nasty weather of late, spring begins to emerge - snowdrops a plenty and masses of hellibores of different colour petals and amazing centres.
Balcombe Viaduct.There is sculpture at the house - for one more week only.
The bendy laths of wood are symbolising the elements of life within and without the ruined house.
Next Wednesday there is to be a symbolic burning of the sculpture, choreographed to live music.
Very apt, for the greater part of the house burned.
The broom had been left just by the door in the wall.....how could I resist posing with it?
And then it was time to warm up with a pot of tea.
The cafe had some Valentine's Day treats too - and we couldn't resist.
Delicious - raspberry macaroons with fabulous chocolate filling.
Better than a card!
My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
You looks are laughable, unphotographable
Yet you're my favorite work of art
