Gill.Opened doors into garden from living room and just took this. I think I caught stars. Shadows are flowers on fence. Orange bit is leaning roof. Get closer if you press picture
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Pink sun makes bird glow!
In a tree at the end of the garden, he seemed transfixed by the light!
untouched horizon: where night met morning
5.10
due north
between lines
Gill. diary.today (05 05 2014)
Early bird puffs on first cigarette, with a T.
…….whilst waiting for sun hiding in the hedge.
Not a good start really. It was too early, and camera battery soon died anyway.
Returned for other camera, then caught geese sounds and the quarter bell ( that was a first).
Counted 30 high up planes to Heathrow.Trails awesome.Wide sky.
It was far too cold out there. Sun, purple to soft pale pink but I froze. Was back by 6.
Took about an hour or two to thaw. Delighted with some of the shots… but here’s the pigeon!
Diary Gill. Today
viva voce. lilac perfume. knock out.
your perfume drifts on the wind
still hangs in the air
don’t go
count ten
Gill McGrath Diary
The trouble with lilac
Failed
tried to write lilac. then I couldn’t find the photo. had to do something.last day……
no words
no pictures
smell of you.
Diary. Gill McGrath. 6.45am April 30
will have to do the
viva voce (press for more words on lilac)
press the picture for more detail
the wind blows. the tree snows. next cherries
can hardly wait!
Gill McGrath. [day 29 napowrimo 2014}
Matinee: Looking at the birds (who watch the sun come up)
Yesterday
With time to dream
I snapped the birds
Who march in step!
Along the lines, right by my house.
Meet Helena (who flew away)
And Hermia…. who will be biting Lysander soon!
Left to right: Hermia, the loved up Lysander and….. Helena. (Demetrius is off)
(‘All the world’s a stage’: Showing most afternoons)
Gill McGrath. Diary 27th April
Acting Space
I was reading
A Philosophy
By Andy Warhol .…….
Laying on the cushions on my great big sofa
(Which I treat more like a bed).
Not feeling at all lovely
Watching tele
Feeling slummy,
Peeling spuds!
While I read
(Call it multi- tasking!)
And then the master said
It’s glamorous
Living in one room
With just a bed!
And doing everything there…..
(Call it multi tasking!)
Here’s the actual words he said:
‘Everything is more glamorous when you do it in bed anyway.
Even peeling potatoes’
So with my spuds now ready for the pan
And from……………….my sort of bed
I suddenly felt glamorous
(And ready to act carrots!) No, no, no!
Gill McG
Script: full blooded plagiarism: the lady is stressed. Act 2
For act 1 press (not essential, this is soap)
Today’s Script:
Woman: (scrubbing at kitchen sink)
Visitors are on their way
The place is in a mess
Can’t find any words to say except
Stress, stress, stress!
Will: (calmly enters from left………)
To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate:
Come, come, come,
Come give me your hand.
What’s done cannot be undone……
To bed, to bed, to bed!
GillMcG diary (not) 25th April (first 4 lines)
(Last 5 lines ripped from the play that can’t be named. author Shakespeare)
napowrimo day 25.
Act 1 no one noticed her agony (day 7 #napowrimo)
Gill McGrath 