Category Chez moi
As we ease our way out of the covid shutdown I’m slowly ticking off the unfinished projects of moving in. The last big one, and certainly the most anticipated, was hanging the artworks I brought back from London. As it happens, hanging large and heavy works of art is nearly as intimidating as buying it […]
They come most days, actually, but today I managed to capture a few action shots. My favourite moments are when they perch on the grate next to where I’m sitting and look at me with their big black eyes and their beaks covered in pollen and their adorable tiny feet poking out below. No grabbing […]
I hope you’ll excuse another “working from home” post. It’s just that if you have to work late on a clear summer night in Seattle, the best way to do it is wrapped in a blanket with a view of the city skyline and a patio heater, surrounded by honeysuckle, gardenias, and roses all in […]
After my post yesterday I scrolled back through the blog and realised that I might be doing that thing where people post their unrealistic best selves online and leave out all the messy details. So lest you think that my life is all roses and rooftop grilling, here’s a shot of my “home office” where […]
The insane pace of work since March finally seems to be shifting ever so slightly. I came into this weekend expecting to work straight through, and that was certainly true for Saturday. But today? I monitored email but otherwise had the day to myself. The two highlights of the day: First was getting a proper […]
The best part of my day is winding down in the garden on my roof.
After such a hopeful start yesterday, this morning brought grim news: All of my pretty fish are dead on the bottom of the pond. Clearly something has gone very wrong with the pond conditions. Apparently fine for plant life but inhospitable to fish—what a shame. Something new to figure out.
Well, not entirely off—I had to take one call and a few emails in the morning—but for the most part I was able to unplug and enjoy the day. Started out with some pottering among the roses . . . . . . then off to the garden center to see if I couldn’t finish […]
Now that I’m a gardener of roses I get to do glamorous things like accidentally break several branches while planting and then make the best of it by putting the blossoms in a pretty vase on my dining room table and feeling joy every time I look at them.
If you have to work on Mother’s Day Sunday, you might as well do it in the shade on the roof with a view of the lake ahead and a honeysuckle vine upwind.