It's hot, sticky, sweaty, tiring hot. The rains haven't come yet but they're on their way and meanwhile I'm prone to the odd, very ladylike, trickle of perspiration. Sitting is hotter than moving when the air is so still but if the breezes start in the evening it's pure joy to be up on the roof with a cool glass of wine. The plants are dusty and even the tree frogs are feeling the heat.
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Sunday, 11 April 2010
Sunday, 22 March 2009
Tea for two
Sunday, 21 September 2008
Saturday, 13 September 2008
One, two, tree.
Friday, 12 September 2008
Domestic days
We have three floors and a roof terrace but often hauling it all the way to the top floor is too much to expect of a human so we spend a lot of time in our front courtyard.
It's 5m x 2m but packs a lot in.

Because we were heading out almost immediately we left the scooter parked outside the gate. At night it lives on the ground floor next to an armchair.

Our courtyard is home to twenty plants, 17 fish and assorted visitors.

We have tiny chairs that make it look bigger, if you look carefully you can see my first home grown orchid just starting to bloom.

And here it is, My First Little Orchid.

A view from three floors up with one still to go before we reach the roof.
You wouldn't want to forget anything you needed or to have suicidal tendencies. However, the climb to the roof space is worth the risk of being enticed to throw yourself down the stairwell.

As well as the view we have a fridge up here dedicated to beer and wine.
It's 5m x 2m but packs a lot in.

Because we were heading out almost immediately we left the scooter parked outside the gate. At night it lives on the ground floor next to an armchair.

Our courtyard is home to twenty plants, 17 fish and assorted visitors.

We have tiny chairs that make it look bigger, if you look carefully you can see my first home grown orchid just starting to bloom.

And here it is, My First Little Orchid.

A view from three floors up with one still to go before we reach the roof.

You wouldn't want to forget anything you needed or to have suicidal tendencies. However, the climb to the roof space is worth the risk of being enticed to throw yourself down the stairwell.

As well as the view we have a fridge up here dedicated to beer and wine.
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