Author: Cinnamon

It’s decidedly autumn here. The heat has now gone on for a bit each day, starting from the 15th. I consider that an acceptable date. I have a feeling that there was a year in the past few during which… Continue Reading →

I’m faffing with a sample but I’m not quite there yet – and I did perfume last week (yes, I know this is Perfume Posse) so we’re going elsewhere today. I am back to the orthodontist today. Early, yes. Next… Continue Reading →

I just have to crow a tiny bit: last night, I dreamt in French! First time. Only very short sentences (eg, ou est l’orange? to a little boy) but still in French. I started my course of study in March,… Continue Reading →

Happy autumn – I guess. It’s actually beautiful currently. Warmish, very sunny, almost no wind. Went into town for a haircut the other day. Stopped to spray Dior Sauvage and Miss Dior Essence with hope of doing a combo Dior… Continue Reading →

It’s dark as pea soup as I write. Almost autumn, but in my mind not till Monday evening after sundown. Next door, in my neighbour who lost her husband last autumn’s garden, for two days running I’ve seen big cats… Continue Reading →

We’re within another storm. Amy. Fair bit of rain, very high winds. Feels soupy outside. Large bits of bark from the eucalyptus tree in the next garden all over my garden. I had a whole other post ready to go… Continue Reading →

No, I’m not referencing the George Harrison song. Rather, more like ‘something odd’, ‘something strange’, ‘something confusing’, something out of sorts’, ‘something … dissonant’ — yup, that last one is the right one. Last week’s weather made life very confusing.… Continue Reading →