Leaves! Green ones! They’re alive!

My windowsill garden is sprouting. I actually can’t believe it, my gardening history so peppered with disaster as it is.

Of course, one can’t start counting one’s chickens (vegetables?), so I shall reserve judgement until I start seeing teeny tiny sweet peppers and tomatoes. They are due to have a friend join them soon, courtesy of the lovely Miss America who, while trying to grow a chilli plant, accidentally grew a chilli plant in another pot next to her Peace Lily, Allen (the name of which tickles me more than I should really admit.) I should really start preparing for his arrival – perhaps a wide, trough-like pot for all of them? I am truly clueless in the way of greenery, but I am finding it all rather exciting.

On a similarly grown-up note, I’ve started to think about what I would like to put on my walls. I am a huge fan of Adrian McMurchie’s illustrations, in particular this lovely one of Ashton Lane:

I far prefer illustrations to ‘proper’ paintings and especially pictures of Glasgow – the city really is a lovely place through the eyes of an artist! In reality, Ashton Lane is a far less serene location than the image above might suggest. It is still very charming though, even when filled with swathes of drunkards on a Friday night. And of course, the omission of the concrete monstrosity that is the Boyd Orr Building is a vast improvement on the true view from this vantage point.

I can tell it will be a long process for me to adequately adorn my walls, but it’ll all be worth it for the opportunity to make my mark on my home for the first time. Any recommendations for local artists, illustrators or photographers I should be checking out would be greatly appreciated!