a few posts from the holidays while I am opening the boxes in Nelson.
drying in the heat of the day
working just enough
*posted for the first time in March 2019, reviewed in February 2020
A few days of sunshine by the sea, before going for a few days to Malaga (the birthplace of Picasso), before leaving for Morocco. As Charles Aznavour said, "it seems to me that misery would be less painful in the sun". There is no doubt that nights are warmer than elsewhere during the winter, but the beauty of the place and the mild climate can not entirely hide them, the less affluent, who gather behind the supermarkets to find something to eat in the garbage.
Of course it is cold, we are in June: merino, wool, cotton, etcetera, the usual paraphernalia of the mornings. Went out to warm up. Still leaves, still flowers, blowing on my frozen fingers ( little daisy in the shadow of the great beauty)
I will interrupt the sun at the highest hour like a fragile twig and there will be shadow