The weather has been a bit rubbish recently but this hasn't stopped me from my current mission of converting our south facing courtyard wall into a food jungle. While it may look like I am running out of space I still have a few tricks up my sleeve yet. Further to this I can't tell you how many people have commented on our bananas, visible on the right of the image. They don't normally produce fruit here in France, so passing people have been asking what we did to make this happen? All I can tell them is that the banana gods saw to it that the rules of nature made an exception for us ;)
The reason I am obsessing over food production here in our courtyard is because I am expecting food prices to get crazy soon, thanks to the current breakdown of the worldwide agricultural system and supply chains with it. Soon people will go hungry and they will likely start helping themselves to the food growing on our allotment.
It is worth pointing out that while I am preparing for this I am also holding on to a healthy amount of expectation that I may be wrong! But the bottom line is that I won't stop people taking from our allotment if they want food. This is being grown for everyone.
Here in our courtyard however, I intend to eat everything we grow.
We are thinking too about getting a dog. The kind of dog you don't mess with.
In other news I finally bought a wood saw. First time for everything! So my next job is to build one of these for the family:
The only thing I am confused about looking at this image is how the bottom doesn't just fall out when you sit on it? Am assuming the taper & drill technique must include wood glue? Anyone had experience with this kind of thing?
Finally, I have decided to buy this piano. We don't actually have the β¬2,000 but I am confident (now that we have this vision) the way will present itself in due course.
Music changed my life when I was seven years old because I was friends at this time with a Chinese music virtuoso. I was at a boarding school and taking piano lessons but found the scales and simple pieces boring. Outside of class my Chinese friend taught me to play with my heart, throwing all the rules out the window. To the dismay of my piano teacher & parents!
The name of this amazing young man (who I am still in contact with) was Jason Chang.
Do you see now why I want this particular piano? It is a Young Chang. Currently situated just a few miles from our home. What a perfect reminder of this first arena in which I learned to be free!
This is what I looked like at the time. Here with my sisters, during a holiday from that torturous boarding school.
So, I would very much like for Esteban & Luna to have this opportunity too (without the need for boarding school!) and at the very least to grow up to the sound of me free-styling it on this Young Chang.
Love & Light everyone :)