Archive for the ‘Flora’ Category
I missed the bus one afternoon. What do you do with twenty minutes to kill and no book in your handbag?
I idly looked into the shop windows behind me and was dazzled by a cake, in regal isolation, in a bakery window. I shouldn’t call it a cake, it was more of a confectionery concoction.
It was an angel cake I think, decorated with delicate pearlised sugar balls and violet leaves, a slender silver ribbon, shot through with violet threads, tracing the contour. In some way it conjured up images of ballerinas. Of Swan Lake. It really looked far too lovely to eat.
On the bus trip home, I indulged in a daydream of violets. Clouds of violets, violet chocolate, violet sunsets, violet ribbons, violet coloured scarves, slippers and eye-shadow.
My mother was Violet Harrison when she was young, before she married my father and became the more prosaic Vi Murray. She had violets on the table for special- occasion dinners and a violet corsage when she went out dancing. We had violets in pots under the Christmas tree.
So this lens was a result of missing a bus. And missing my mother.
The Beauty and Benefits of Violets
I must make another lens or two on flowers.
