Even though the days are still sunny and warm the nights have developed that chill that lets you know winter is just behind the door, the time to batten the hatches approaches. We have our fire on most evenings, perhaps a little too early, but it’s such a nice feeling of comfort. I found myself pruning back some of the rose bushes this morning, and saving a few floral stragglers to bring inside. I’m not one to spend a lot of time in the garden, sometimes wish I was as I so love the benefits of a well tended plot and the pickings they provide. Roses have such a dramatic romance about them, don’t they? I made myself a long overdue new Tote Bag the other day, and it too is bursting with beautiful roses.
During my convalescence I have been watching a lot of foreign films, especially French films. The French really have a quirky take on love stories, I love the approach they take, it feels almost earthy. You don’t find a lot of sap in a French romance that’s for sure, which I find refreshing. I finally watched Amelie the other day (divine!), and yesterday watched Priceless (fantastic!). Priceless has quite an unusual storyline for a romance, but so beautifully told. Romance without sugar – love it! I do love this definition of romance from Dictionary.com – “a baseless, made-up story, usually full of exaggeration or fanciful invention”. That about sums it up really.