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7 posts from April 2010

En Passant (Brunnenstra├če)

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Magnolias in the M├Ąrkisches Viertel

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I'm brimful of news, have all manner of adventures to report on, but time slips away, so for now, this skyful of magnolia blooms, confirming spring has come.

Chestnut fingers

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Soft leaves unfurling against a brick wall are the essence of spring in Berlin.

Balcony report

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So disorganized with my planting this year, but at least my chives have returned. What have you got growing on your balcony?

Esst Obst!

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I've long loved these simple paper bags so when I saw Do you read me?!'s FoodMarketo contribution I had to smile.

Slowly, slowly

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This dawdling, halting spring!

Notes from Mull

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Lately this blog has been more about elsewhere than Berlin, but never mind, after this post I will deepen into life back home, monitoring the cherry blossoms at Rosa Luxemburg Platz and checking how the birches are sprouting green in the Buddhist gardens.

Katie, I wish I could have made it to Iona, but this trip to Mull was another lesson in the vagaries of traveling with a toddler. Never mind, if the image below was your view from bed, wouldn't you be tempted to stay in with tea and ginger biscuits? (If you're visiting Tobermory with friends, I can only recommend Janet Campbell's converted fisherman's house Seabrae, full of loving touches and generous faded floral armchairs.)

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Scotland was precisely what I'd like it to be: blue and green and white, full of beloved friends, and treats. Tobermory's Island Bakery was ideal for assembling picnics, and I'm still meditating on the one perfect oyster that began a perfect dinner at Cafe Fish. Back home, what a delight to know there's a waxed round of Isle of Mull cheese to be sliced over oatcakes. Is there anything nicer than the honor system? At the Sgriob-ruadh Dairy farm shop, cheeses were attractively displayed in a glass case; we left our money in a wooden hen on the countertop, admired the antique presses and white Wellingtons, then left. If you're back in the summer, tell me how the garden cafe is.

PS: A toddler prone to motion-sickness meant I couldn't join an outing to the Ardalanish Weavers, but I was intensely envious when David brought back stories of Swedish interns demonstrating the vintage looms. Maybe you'll have better luck? Do the farm trail if you can!

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