poppies

A field of poppies, I said. Red and purple. I’ll take you to see them. I said it in Hungarian though. Piros és lila mák.

I love to drive. Especially when I’m not in any particular hurry to get to where I’m going. Coming back from Gétye, buoyed by finding

Before I went out for my morning round of the village, I tried to download a book to take with me. I logged onto various

I’ve taken to getting up bang on 7am, throwing on some clothes, and leaving the house to do a lap of the village. Getting my

I’m not one for taking a walk just to walk. I do it, of course, but on some level it seems rather pointless. Yes, I

A few months back, in a workshop I was running, a participant included an image of The Great Wave by Japanese artist Hokusai in their

This weekend, driving around the Balaton, I was mesmerised, not by the lake or the vineyards but by the grass verges on the roadside. Column

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