even if the trees said spring
paris was cold and wet and grey


but still, we were there.







[a walk in the marais]

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we came back to a pool of sadness

a little light has gone out

and we've lost the signposts to the 'normal' everyday.

only today with a. on my lap

on my old swing looking at the sky 

we laughed and for a moment drifted towards joy.

+

we found our rosa damascena in full bloom

and i'm drying the petals to make tea.

if you'd like to try it just drop me a line

i'd love to send you some.

.

Κ  Α  Λ  Ο      Π  Α  Σ  Χ  Α  !






                                               +

there aren't many footsteps left in these

we'll spend the rest on the streets of paris

and hopefully bring back a new pair.

                                                                        

/  sweet peas from a friend's house in the country

// eggs dyed a deep crimson with forest roots

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/   pair of white clay paper birds by my white room

//  beeswax church candles found on a park bench

/// marzipan eggs for the hunt from grand-mère






gathering our props for easter .   .    .







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unsettled weather and easter baking
in a wood-fired oven on the coast
traditional cheese breads to break the lenten fast
and a.'s tiny buns

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:

:

:

the garden in late afternoon shade .   .    .
the wild poppy and her sisters have been following us
from house to house






+

the last of the broccoli crop

was beautifully cooked 

like this

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(orthodox) palm sunday
at a church in the old town






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a. had 'a lot of work to do'

in the garden this morning:

a raided lavender bush for two minutes of silence

and a beautiful scent in the entrance.

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  silk   |   cotton  |  glass   |  stone   |  silver








little i enjoy more than making while thinking of friends

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another recycling afternoon after the park
disguising used-up toilet rolls as yoko and aoki.
in a.'s little hands they become puppets
and help out with the japanese words
in the kokeshi book she's just been given.




(the prototype needs a little fine tuning
but makes a nice change from princesses .  .   . )

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looking for a little hour
to disturb the routine

+ make something .  .  .












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a few hours

at our friend's ancestral home

behind it the mountain

far below it the sea

we ate oranges in the orchard

and walked carefully on the crumbling floors

gathering clues for its future

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