The expansion of the Jay Family has reached my window and their voices are far from sweet.
Bits & Pieces
I don’t normally do this but all chairs and tables are still not dry after yesterday’s oiling. It’s not a bad thing.. sitting outside, having breakfast.. as it turns.
Старият тиган. В някакъв момент сме го прокудили в мазето, сигурно защото не е бил достатъчно тефлонен. Открих го докато чистех и така предполагам съм била единствения пътник в самолета с тиган в багажа. Тиган колкото половината багаж. Но какви палачинки прави..!
I call it the bubble tree, though it does have a proper name I have meanwhile forgotten. It first appeared at home as a tiny potted plant from Ikea and has since grown and grown. It became at some point a monster of a tree, too heavy for its pot, and fell over. Half of it broke to pieces which gave birth to new plants, but I had to cut the rest to even it up some.
And now I notice a curious thing — in the places where it was cut, the bubbly tree sheds off excess growth, makes a clean stump and grows new leaves. It’s perfectly fit to repair the broken parts. Cut, clean, grow anew.
