st james road: In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high

Sunday, February 20, 2011

In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high

I love the song "come away with me" by Norah Jones she paints a picture of the perfect day for a picnic rug, a glass of mascato and unusual insects crawling up your arm.
I often day dream about getting away, somewhere exotically peaceful and the only voice I hear is that of my Love's ...a little getaway where the world stands still and mobile phones have been confiscated. Yes I think that would be just right for me today...

"And I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come"?

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ST JAMES ROAD

My aunty lives on st james road. As a child i loved to visit her enchanted home, filled with an eccentric collection of antique vases, out dated calendars and newspapers. Bombonieries laced the cupboards and sepia wedding photos of generations gone by covered the walls. A handmade rug was never far and the kettle (those old kettles that whistle) was always at a shriek. Her garden filled with organic vegetables, dwarf rabbits, free range chickens and every exotic fruit imaginable. It was a playground, rich in food, laughter and accordion music. Like this home st james road is a blog filled with every eccentric thing imaginable .visit anytimethe door is always open.