I like books, I especially like garden related  books. I enjoy finding hidden treasures in charity shops, books crafted when writing was an art form. I love the use of language the way the words flow, the descriptive style.

Today I discovered a diary, reprinted in facsimile form. I’m not a great fan of books written as a diary, but this one caught my attention. It was written 90 years ago. The text is hand written & beautifully illustrated with drawings of birds. It is a work of art, a labour of love. I thought of my blog – what a contrast my electronic diary is! How my notes lack charm. I consider the time it must have take to create a diary, so carefully crafted in words & illustrated with detailed colour.

Sometimes it is good to take time to make something, hand craft a thing of beauty. Perhaps to simply write one week of notes with artistic style, sketch a flower instead of adding a photo.