First Pressing

I've called this blog Flower Pressed for Time for these reasons:

a) I am pressed for time, but need to roll about in the things I see and images I steal from the internet. I have kept a visual diary my whole life, but have stopped in the last year. I have a scanner, a webcam, a camera and one of those little iphones, so while I'm strapped to my desk I shall punctuate my work with life.

b) I've finally set up a room I like being in for life and work, and its brought me to fill my windowsill with dried flowers, buy vases for Kangaroo Paw, Roses and Poppies and hang drying roses from my ceiling rose. I have never needed flowers around me before ever. Now after seven weeks of picking and filling I cant stop, and might suppose that I never will.