The word moonbeam, describing a lone phenomenon in the night sky, has slammed two words into one neat little unit.
Moonbeam
Straight lines
Giotto (c. 1267-1367) demonstrated his artistic skill by drawing a perfect circle without the aid of a pair of compasses. Upon learning this story from my sister when much younger, I did idle away some time trying to do the same, and then overlaying a compass-drawn circle on my pathetic efforts. The results convinced me... Continue Reading →
Onion sequel
As a hedge against the possible failure of the perfect seedling tray, I decided to plant a very short row of seeds in another bed.
Old man’s sleeve
Of course, it is not the ash of burnt roses beneath the soil.
Those jeans
These are not the jeans that inspired the name of this blog all those years ago, but a passable substitute.
Still life with onion
I did so love the days when my company vehicle was a 2.7 litre diesel truck, especially when it was loaded with sacks of manure for delivery to my father's garden!
Wireless
I tackled numerous little odd jobs around the house with surprising gusto.
Digging and digs
A woman walked into a bar with a hoe in her hand...
Altruism ad absurdum
Being altruistic almost inevitably leads to disappointment. It might take decades for such high-flown principles to become threadbare, but the course is set – by destiny, even. Disappointment is on the cards. Such disappointment occurs at around 04:11, and might coincide with night thirst, caused by nothing more than sleeping with one's mouth open in... Continue Reading →
