Rainy day

It's been very wet and windy all day, so I've avoided going outside at all. Just before nine, J's PA phoned to say she had just tested positive for Covid, so my plans for the day had to change and I've not had time to set up anything creative indoors. This is one of my current books - I didn't read it today, but it's a very pretty book, outside and inside, so it's worth sharing. It has a thirty page introduction about various aspects of William Morris' work and his development of flower prints for wallpaper and textiles, then lots of plates, with some information about each. It's both accessible and erudite, well produced on nice paper, and is a delight to read from cover to cover or to dip into - I've been doing the latter for some time, and am now working on the former. P bought it for me in 2019 from the William Morris museum in Walthamstow, which I didn't visit as I was with J at a film festival; the previous year we visited the Red House, Morris' home in Bexleyheath which was build and decorated to his designs. Somewhere on the bookshelves I have a tatty charity shop copy of News from Nowhere, his utopian socialist novel, which I hope to get round to reading some day if I live long enough.