bloke moves to france with confused partner and two barking-mad terriers
Saturday, June 5, 2010
A little bit sinister
I'm fascinated by that maroony iris (see previous posting). Especially when it's been raining (happened quite a lot lately). When its petals are heavy with rainwater, it seems to take on a whole new character. Slightly sinister. Perked up a bit now the sun's reappeared. Back to its old chirpy self. Looking a bit battered though.
Bohemian hermit recluse hiding in the mist-shrouded hills and backwoods of central France; went to art school in the mid-Sixties and never really left; masochistic supporter of Aldershotnil FC; fascinated by the mystery of disappearing odd socks; follically, cosmetically and vertically challenged but horizontally unchallenged, otherwise perfect (it says here); probably one of the luckiest geezers in the whole wide world.