Alex Stone
@alexstone1.bsky.social
Bit of writing. Bit of dealing in decorative arts. Food. Music. Poetry. Books. Foraging. Ceramics. Art. Folk stuff. Ducks. Cheshire.
RIP Danny Thompson. What a great bassist.
September 24, 2025 at 5:32 PM
RIP Danny Thompson. What a great bassist.
Things found in sheds.
September 21, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Things found in sheds.
Loving the new Cardiacs album for all sorts of reasons. Emotionally involved as a long term fan. It exists in its own world, and its beautiful.
September 19, 2025 at 8:33 PM
Loving the new Cardiacs album for all sorts of reasons. Emotionally involved as a long term fan. It exists in its own world, and its beautiful.
I think I’ll just stay here now.
September 16, 2025 at 6:45 PM
I think I’ll just stay here now.
Fairly sure a barn owl feather just landed on my nose when I was looking at the sky.
March 27, 2025 at 9:47 PM
Fairly sure a barn owl feather just landed on my nose when I was looking at the sky.
Leonard Baskin “Owl”
March 6, 2025 at 7:29 PM
Leonard Baskin “Owl”
Grumbling about having the roof repaired. Then realising: I’ve got an actual roof.
February 11, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Grumbling about having the roof repaired. Then realising: I’ve got an actual roof.
Robert Nicholson, 1965.
February 11, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Robert Nicholson, 1965.
RIP Mike Ratledge. A unique musician.
February 5, 2025 at 6:06 PM
RIP Mike Ratledge. A unique musician.
Yes but despite all that, go out and look at the glory of the stars and planets right now. Don’t you love how you can’t really see the Pleiades unless you’re focusing on Jupiter? And how perfectly Oriony Orion is tonight?
February 4, 2025 at 10:13 PM
Yes but despite all that, go out and look at the glory of the stars and planets right now. Don’t you love how you can’t really see the Pleiades unless you’re focusing on Jupiter? And how perfectly Oriony Orion is tonight?
For my birthday I was given a candle that smells like petrichor. So today the inside of my house smells like the outside. A remarkable thing, but perhaps not a candle to burn in advance of visits from potential home buyers.
January 31, 2025 at 9:37 AM
For my birthday I was given a candle that smells like petrichor. So today the inside of my house smells like the outside. A remarkable thing, but perhaps not a candle to burn in advance of visits from potential home buyers.
Interesting to hear Laurie Anderson’s Desert Island Discs. Haven’t even thought about Soul Coughing for many years. Great band.
January 17, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Interesting to hear Laurie Anderson’s Desert Island Discs. Haven’t even thought about Soul Coughing for many years. Great band.
Dave Pearson, Self Portrait.
January 15, 2025 at 10:55 AM
Dave Pearson, Self Portrait.
Black pepper is not a substitute for white pepper, and vice versa. For example, you can’t make a good meat and potato pie without white pepper. But you can’t make cacio e pepe without black pepper.
January 8, 2025 at 7:21 PM
Black pepper is not a substitute for white pepper, and vice versa. For example, you can’t make a good meat and potato pie without white pepper. But you can’t make cacio e pepe without black pepper.
The Wild Horse of the Antrobus Soul Cakers. Monoprint by Dave Pearson (1937-2008)
January 8, 2025 at 12:56 PM
The Wild Horse of the Antrobus Soul Cakers. Monoprint by Dave Pearson (1937-2008)
Black snow, white sky.
January 7, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Black snow, white sky.
Alan Garner has always written great endings. But this, from his latest collection Powsels and Thrums, made me just put the book down and stare into space with pleasure and wonder.
January 7, 2025 at 3:39 PM
Alan Garner has always written great endings. But this, from his latest collection Powsels and Thrums, made me just put the book down and stare into space with pleasure and wonder.
Nice things. Walking back from the pub through the darkened village, bag of hot, crisp chips in hand. Big white moon looking down.
November 14, 2024 at 7:39 PM
Nice things. Walking back from the pub through the darkened village, bag of hot, crisp chips in hand. Big white moon looking down.