Can you see the tiny leaves in the upper picture turning into their typical shape?
I'm planning to grow more plants on our balcony this summer. It must be nice having around a plenty of these fresh green fellows, growing them, soil your hands, harvesting what you've grown, enjoying fresh fruits without rotten compromises.
Yet, i guess it won't end with having a green balcony. It will still remain a metaphor.
It's February and spring is in the air. A bit early this year. Even better.
Lately i'm into Tillandsia, airplants. You can "plant" them almost everywhere: on your cupboard, on the sill, on an old saucer, in a jar. Put it in a basket and hang it on the hinge,... No messy soil and – maybe most important, for me at least – they're very undemanding and asking for a little water only once or twice a month.
Long time i've seen Bromeliads only in the windows of old auntie houses, seemingly still surviving in their chalky, crusty plant pots since the time when auntie was still a bit younger and more fashionable... like i am today?
Indeed, it looks like these plants are in vouge again. On the other hand the Tillandsia appear so... i would be exaggerating if i'd say "wabi-sabi".
As much as i love that diffused light on the wall of our flat, - the opposite is darkness. And there's way too much of it.
It was years ago that i fell in love with Japan. But it was only recently that i've become aware that this love is not only about culture, food or architecture, it's also about light. Daylight is much more intense than it is here and i guess, there are more sunshine hours. My impression is that at the places where i was living here in Germany days are usually cloudy and only "special days" are sunny. Everytime i was in Japan instead there was sunshine. And cloudy or rainy days occasionally came and went. I literally was feeling delighted. The glass half full or empty... My point of view may be subjective. But eversince it feels hard to me to get through the darker months, even through short instable summers. .
I liked these cups and got them as a present, a souvenir while visiting a friend in Japan. Thank you so much! The person who usually gets one of this pair when having tea, thinks they are a bit too modern or "designy". Yes his sense is very adult, - most of the time. I think instead : why not!? They are perfect for a girly afernoon tea break. I love the combination of waves and the fishnet pattern and look at the foam or fog over the sea! Pretty. Thanks!
The leaves are changing their colours. Here they mostly turn yellow. I have some bright childhood memories of fallen leaves, although these days actually don't last very long. It's almost like cherry blossom season, huh. .
My husband is a part-time dishwasher and one of the greatest thinkers i
know. I'm not sure if there's any coincidence. But speaking for myself,
doing the dishes, as well as taking a shower, is the very best moment to
dwell on deep and healthy thoughts. Ideas simply come to my mind like
the water is coming out of the tap. Then everything is clean and
Second picture: our coffee scoop, made by the best philosopher,
dishwasher and craftsman i personally know. First picture: relatively
new cup in our household, crafted by an artisan, i don't know personally, but has a name and a face.
Summer passed. Cold rain is falling on greens grown during our absence. Don't get me wrong: i've always liked autumn. And we've been in Japan for a heavenly whole month. I don't feel warmed and ready for winter, though. I only wish Central European summer could last a bit longer. Or is it a psychological thing and we don't need warmth and sunlight to gain energy? We aren't plants, right? .
nesting and strolling around, visiting places, cafés and jazz music, interior shops and traditional crafts, washoku and lasagna, cheerful Mr and Mrs Eames, philosophizing, creating stuff and feel good atmosphere... Life isn't always perfect. Therefore it's life! That's why we think grey is a good colour. Nezumiiro means grey.