Month: January 2011
An Enduring Love
by Eva Wynne
Quite simply, I love them. They’re beautiful, elegant, paradoxically simple yet complicated. They’re enduring as cut flowers (outlasting the rose and gerbera in a vase). And very deserving to be included in my desire confection mosaic.
“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won’t cure…
by Eva Wynne
but I don’t know many of them.” On this, I completely agree with Sylvia Plath. No discussion just unanimously supportive. Not having a bath in my own apartment, I have carefully cultivated some friendships where a desperate phone call to use the bath is, if not understood, at least tolerated. So on occaison I am allowed to observe the sacred ritual of bathing producing … Read More “There must be quite a few things a hot bath won’t cure…
We don’t pay collectively
by Eva Wynne
Every month I have a standing date with the girls. It’s my societal equivilent to the family Sunday dinner… except of course we’re brought together by choice. Needless to say, I love the second sunday of the month. What’s not for me to love – where ever we congregate there’s always lashings of conversation, stories and laughs. The hours just slip-slip on by. And … Read More We don’t pay collectively
A youthful new year
by Eva Wynne
Something about that calendar ticking over to a bright and shiny new year is a lovely wonderful idea. This year is ripe with hope… RIPE I tell you! All potential and plans just bubbling away under the surface, a future just effervescing to a certain reality… I hope. And what does the future hold? Try every tea available in Australia — Learn to Ride-A-Bike — Wear false … Read More A youthful new year
Fragments of Eva 