A couple of weeks ago I visited my friend Corine. She runs a B &B from her home at Parliament Barn. www.parliament-barn.co.uk Corine also cuts my hair, she trained with Vidal Sassoon and Toni and Guy, and I always get a brilliant haircut. Now, isn't this the most marvellous place to go and get a hair cut - in the middle of the Herefordshire countryside, with a walk to the river with Archie, the dog included.
I've recently been given some vintage buttons and buckles. Two sets on cards: 4 light green 4 buttons with a an Art Deco triangular shaped buckle, free with a magazine, and 'fashionable' glass ones. I love the pearlised ones. As it happens I have been reading an excellent historical novel book by Rose Tremain, 'Music and Silence', set in sixteenth century Denmark. And there are a wonderful couple of paragraphs about buttons - their texture and allure - produced by the old button maker of Odense, and gifted to the young prince . . .
"There were buttons made of of silver and gold, of glass and pewter and bone and tortoiseshell. There were iron buttons and buttons of brass, copper, leather, ivory and pearl. And Christian was mesmerized by the button bag. To plunge his hand into it and feel the great quantity of button slip and tumble through his fingers created in him a shivery feeling of unalloyed delight. . . . .
. . . . . Then he knelt very near them and put his face into them, feeling their cold smooth surfaces against his cheek. He liked them more than any present he had ever been given." . . . . .
Summer is here on the Lugg Meadow, skylark unseen above in the blue sky, obscured by the sun, trilling its beautiful, fluid, joyous song. We must watch where we walk now the grasses and buttercups are grown in case we tread on its nest on the ground.
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