Sunday, March 22, 2015

Mundanity and the benefits of laziness

Mmm...pancakes

I like this description of intimacy by Sophie Heawood in her piece What you need to know about men
Intimacy is the quiet mundanity of being known, and loved, and loving. Intimacy is not dramatic. Sometimes, intimacy is as mundane as holding someone’s hand on the way to the shop to buy some milk.
Mundanity isn't always bad... 

Luke made yummy vegetable pasta for dinner tonight. 

I'm looking forward to sliding in between cool, clean sheets when I go to bed very soon. I confess I'm not one of those people who changes their sheets once a week. I'm one of those lazy people who does it whenever they can be bothered (as with most domestic duties). I think this means I appreciate clean sheets more because I don't experience it as often as others. (That's my story and I'm sticking with it.)


Saturday, March 21, 2015

Prodigy


Check out these youngsters playing Smooth Criminal. The cellist is 8-year-old Jun Justin Yu, who has been playing the cello since he was four and has played at Carnegie Hall with the New York International Symphony Orchestra, among many other achievements. 

Friday, March 20, 2015

Excellent and delicious

This made me chuckle 

Today I got the nine-letter word in The Age Target puzzle and I found all of the words...well, enough to score an 'excellent'. This is a very rare event...probably because the nine-letter word was 'horseshoe', but whatever!

I had lunch with some work friends. My peri peri chicken burger was deliciously tender and juicy. 

Weekend!!


Thursday, March 19, 2015

Cool

Melbourne had a late burst of summer warmth today, but a cool change blew in as I was walking through the city. Aaaah, so refreshing. 

I cut through Hosier Lane on my way home and took some photos of the street art.   There's always plenty to see. 

 Creepy


 Monstery


 Intensity


 Gaze


 The eagle and the bear


 Bike and bunting


 Solemates


Bike and boy 


Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Shadow

That's my office making that shadow


Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Warm

Crossing over Morell Bridge this evening

I had a gluten-free strawberry and raspberry muffin still warm from the oven this morning. (Not my oven, obviously. As if I'd ever get up that early.) 

There's 12 working days until Easter. Wooh. I'm toying with the idea of adding an extra day's annual leave to give me a five-day break. 



Monday, March 16, 2015

The joy of flowers, a new book

I bought flowers for a friend this morning. I chose the blooms myself  - a combination of orange roses with a deep pink blush that reminded me of peaches, a purple flower whose name I can't recall and white lisianthus. She loved them.  Her mum died two weeks ago (today was her first day back), so it made me happy to put a smile on her face. 

While I was at the florist shop, I spotted two varieties of flower I'd never seen before - swan flowers (more like scrotum flowers, if you ask me) and white bouvardia buds, which were tiny little white boxes on stems. 



I bought a new book today - The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern - and the woman who served me said she loved it, which pleased me. It's quite a departure from my usual reading diet and I confess it was the images associated with it on Pinterest that piqued my interest.  This is probably less tenuous than the time I bought a book solely because it had the word 'fuck' on the back cover. That was Zigzag Street, the first ever Nick Earls' novel I read, which started a love affair with his writing.  

I'm about to head off to bed to start reading The Night Circus now.