Naturally Speaking
Writers Block
The other morning, struggling with a bad bout of writer’s block, I looked out of a window in my study in search of distraction. Sure enough, I found it, distraction of a cathartic kind. For there was our Allamanda cathartica towering over our stone wall that divides two grassy split levels. Thanks to recent heavy rains, the allamanda leaves were lush and the trumpet flowers a blaze of yellow. I found the yellow intensely comforting; it made the garden pop—and…
November 27, 2012