New York: one woman, one garden, twelve seasons.
I love your blog. I only found you a week or so ago. It is your writing and photography that appeals to me -- and your food! But since I am definitely not a cook or much good at anything in the kitchen, I mostly admire your recipes from a distance. But I did learn a new word today -- crepuscular. A very good word. I will have to try it out on my friends. I find I am drawn to blogs that either have good writing or good photography. Yours has both, so I will 'lurk' here every now and then if I may, and once in a while post a comment. Oh I also like blogs about cats -- but you already knew that!
Oh, now that's a lovely picture, and of my favourite time of day - l'heure entre chien et loup - where it feels like anything could happen.
the blue hour.....sounds lovely, comes too early.
Look at that sky !
now that's the kind of sky that really says, "take my picture lady".beautiful marie.
Haha, ChrisJ - I almost thought you didn't know WHO this woman with the blog was, and was about to eb very amused. But yes, I am the Wooman. And thank you very much for visiting.Rachel, Vince taught me that phrase not ten days ago, in the woods, and we wondered if it meant that a dog could look like a wolf at this hour or whether the dog was going home and the wolf going out.flwrjane - Blue hour...Moving right along lets it creep upon us: your blog has a new look yes? It's very nice.I desire the beans.Kary, it was a good 'un.Merci, Bonbon :-)