23 Saturday Feb 2008
Posted in food & drink, friends, home, life stuff, sevilla, spain, tapas
. . . o’ mice an’ women, gang aft agley
Boy, do they ever! Yesterday I thought I had it all planned. Yoga first thing in the morning, then two ‘recuperation classes’ with a couple of students who’d missed classes this past week, then lunch with my new friend Traci and later on I was going to meet up with my other new friend “S” (aka Pipocas, popcorn mule and international woman of mystery) to catch up, have a couple of vinitos, and pick up my Orville’s. But then . . .
21 Thursday Feb 2008
Posted in life stuff, miscellany
In fact, I didn’t even know it was happening until this morning when I opened an email from “S” (aka Pipocas, popcorn mule and international woman of mystery). She’d sent it at 3.56am, saying that if I was awake I should get out on my balcony now.
Of all the nights not to suffer from insomnia . . . 😦
Anybody else see it?
20 Wednesday Feb 2008
Posted in animals & pets, home, life stuff
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to ariseBlackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be freeBlackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,oh
You were only waiting for this moment to arise, oh
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
– Lennon/McCartneyI was lying in bed this morning around 5.30, cursing that I hadn’t slept enough and dreading the alarm going off at 6.45 … and then I heard it. The first blackbird of the year, singing outside my window. And I smiled and almost laughed aloud because their song is so happy-sounding (before I knew their name I always called them the ‘wonky birds’ because they never seemed to sing the same thing twice). Oh, I’m so glad they’re back . . .
~ painting from John Martin of London ~
17 Sunday Feb 2008
Posted in family, life stuff, love
17 Sunday Feb 2008
Posted in books & writing, films, food & drink, friends, language, life stuff, retail therapy, television
I came across this old post from last year on Letters Home the other day. Oh how I wish everyone had a ‘recent comments’ widget for people just passing through or for when I’m just having a quick look around a few blogs without using my feedreader. In fact, I probably would have just read the comment to this post on my feedreader without clicking on the post itself. But seeing it on ian’s sidebar I clicked on the comment and saw the original post. Anyhoodle … it was all about things ian misses from the places he used to live after having moved on to somewhere else.
Like ian, I’ve lived in a few different places since leaving my birthplace Winnipeg, Canada (aka Winterpeg) at age 25. Since then I’ve lived in Toronto, Bristol in England, and Salamanca & Seville in Spain. Here is my list of things I miss …
casa azahar 