A few mornings ago I awoke to a sight I hadn’t seen much of over here in Sussex, England this month — blue sky and sun. So, after some coffee and toast (with peanut butter), I grabbed by camera and headed out into the garden. Time to commune with the flowers and the bees.
I was lucky enough to be invited down to Puglia, Italy last weekend for a design conference held by the Italian Trade Commission. No need to ask me twice! I packed a carry-on and headed off to Stansted Airport to catch the Ryanair flight to Bari.
After a day meeting Italian suppliers, I got up early on the Sunday morning to catch the beautiful early morning light. I had a walk around the grounds of the lovely hotel Masseria San Domencio in Fasano, and managed to capture some images as the sun was rising.
It’s nice to remember there are places with blue sky in December.
It was a lovely autumn day today — sunny and a bit chilly, the sky a crisp blue and the grass damp with dew. The flowers are showing their last flashes of colour before the frost, and I had to get out to take some photos.
I recently spent an idyllic English summer day at Charleston House in the rolling countryside of East Sussex, England doing some research for some workshops I’m giving there in October. The 17th century farmhouse was the home of the artist Vanessa Bell (Virginia Woolf’s elder sister) and her lover the artist Duncan Grant, as well as a fluid group of husbands,friends, lovers and children for first part of the 20th century. It was the country home of many of the Bloomsbury Group members, and in honour of its literary heritage it holds a major international literary festival there every spring.
But the thing that interests me the most about Charleston House are the delightful interiors where were designed and decorated over the years by Vanessa and Duncan in what has become know as the “Charleston Style”. It’s all still there, repaired, conserved and looking as if Vanessa or Duncan might walk into the Garden Room with a cup of tea and a good book at any moment.
But it was a lovely summer day, and after an afternoon exploring the house’s rooms and picture library, I headed out into the English garden to enjoy the warm sun, the chirps of the birds, and the scent of late summer flowers carried on the air by the warm breeze.