Here’s the view from my balcony this afternoon.
Also, some views of my balcony garden.
And some more petunias about to bloom very soon:
The humble petunia: so much happiness in such a small, cheap, easy-to-grow package.
My balcony under the snow.
Saw a rosy gleam through the window and opened the balcony door to reveal this spectacular dawn light. My camera wasn’t good enough to capture it really.
I am experimenting with my camera. Here’s a rose from the plant I have on the balcony. The rest of the balcony is not quite so photogenic, so it got cropped out.
I don’t know if this is actually “macro”, or just a close-up, but I used the “macro” setting on my rotten little camera so that’s what I’m calling it.
It rained last night and the day before, and that makes me almost too happy to post. The real world calls. I’ll be back next time it’s disgustingly sunny and I need to hide indoors.
It rained all night last night. Here’s the balcony view from this morning.
It’s a clear cold morning. The wind is howling outside. I can hear the faint deranged barking of my landlady’s dog. There are no clouds in the sky, but it feels like some kind of storm is coming.
And because Google searchers are desperate to know more about “exiled chickens”, here is the view out my OTHER window (after the jump).
I know I already did a balcony post, but that was before dawn. The sun has come out now and reveals the following:
What are those mysterious footsteps leading away? And why is there a big black spot in the snow where they began? Have I been visited by the Abominable Snowman? Could he be some kind of pyromaniac?
These are the kind of thoughts you start to have when you’ve been snowed in for weeks on end, people.
It’s still snowing here, folks. Hundreds of people dead in the Balkans so far. Makes me wonder what’s happened to the people I saw sleeping in abandoned buildings in Mostar. Those buildings still had live ammunition lodged in them and weren’t safe to be in, but there were people sleeping in them anyway. Awful poverty in Bosnia. Makes me feel a little guilty to sit here on my electrically heated ass complaining because I can’t get to the supermarket.
Anyway, here is what my balcony looks like this morning.
..and my palette, buried under the balcony snow
Yes, it is snowing AGAIN.
On Friday I was out shopping, but neglected to buy enough food, because I couldn’t carry it along with the electric blanket (you should know that I walk everywhere, so I am limited to what I can carry over long distances). Also I had just eaten. You know how they always tell you to shop when you’re full so you don’t buy too much food? That advice works too well. I was so stuffed I didn’t want to look at any food, so I bought almost nothing, then I get home and am HUNGRY.