So easy to envisage you in the rowing shell - that slow, strong glide on flat water. I wish I'd learned to row in a shell. Both my son and daughter learned.
Then I walked through the garden and finally picked the rhubarb.
And noted the subtle advice wafting through like motes in the sunshine.
Very excited to make this rhubarb cordial (will definitely try it with gin). Loved your story about rowing and so happy to find you mention my old friend Aileen Meagher, a wonderful painter. Starting my first job at the Dal Art Gallery, just arrived from Toronto, Aileen was one of the first local artists I met. She'd studied with the great Hans Hofmann in New York, I was thrilled to discover. Aileen was kind: she gave me a Hofmann catalogue from the early days of Abstract Expressionism in New York and I treasure it still. Aileen lived on Seymour St., in the block south of Coburg Rd., so walking to work every day I loved how she always placed a new very beautiful flower arrangement in her front window every day - flowers from her own garden or leaves and branches according to the season. I looked forward to each - expressions of her artist's spirit.
I too remember that window on Seymour Street! and Sandra says it was that window that drew her towards Aileen in the first place. What a legacy she left! This is inspiring me to up my bouquet game in the front porch... xo
So easy to envisage you in the rowing shell - that slow, strong glide on flat water. I wish I'd learned to row in a shell. Both my son and daughter learned.
Then I walked through the garden and finally picked the rhubarb.
And noted the subtle advice wafting through like motes in the sunshine.
Thank you.
I didn’t say that one of the boats tipped! It’s a really slow and steady journey… 💕
I’ve always thought rowing the most graceful of the water sports, I can imagine you in the shell.. long graceful strokes.
I’ll wander through the garden and pick the last of the rhubarb and make this delicious recipe. A gin rhubarb fizz sounds delightful
I just made it again with strawberries. So delightful!
Very excited to make this rhubarb cordial (will definitely try it with gin). Loved your story about rowing and so happy to find you mention my old friend Aileen Meagher, a wonderful painter. Starting my first job at the Dal Art Gallery, just arrived from Toronto, Aileen was one of the first local artists I met. She'd studied with the great Hans Hofmann in New York, I was thrilled to discover. Aileen was kind: she gave me a Hofmann catalogue from the early days of Abstract Expressionism in New York and I treasure it still. Aileen lived on Seymour St., in the block south of Coburg Rd., so walking to work every day I loved how she always placed a new very beautiful flower arrangement in her front window every day - flowers from her own garden or leaves and branches according to the season. I looked forward to each - expressions of her artist's spirit.
I too remember that window on Seymour Street! and Sandra says it was that window that drew her towards Aileen in the first place. What a legacy she left! This is inspiring me to up my bouquet game in the front porch... xo
I imagine rhubarb is long finished where you are… but bring on all the other cordials! It can be cordials all summer long. Just adjust the sugar ;)