The peonies are almost out, it must be Christmas

Like many families, we were split up at Christmas and Ishbel missed out on the traditional Christmas dinner and her usual Boxing Day birthday celebrations (indeed she worked an extra shift at the hospital). We posted down a stocking, a mini cake and a few odds and ends but promised when she was able toContinue reading “The peonies are almost out, it must be Christmas”

Drookit

Our last but one walk with Ishbel, a couple of days ago, was glorious. The sun was shining, the bluebells were out, much small calf cuteness was on display and this, I fear, lulled us into a false sense of security. Yesterday was Ishbel’s designated official birthday, the real one having been cruelly overset byContinue reading “Drookit”

Rainy Day Madness

Proper rain came at last yesterday, just after mum and I returned from walking the pooch. Since then we’ve had gallons of the chilly wet stuff, much needed by the garden, but a little dreary for the humans. Alas, it put an end to my excuses for not getting on with indoor jobs. Yesterday thereforeContinue reading “Rainy Day Madness”

Like summers of yore

The knees say early spring, the nose says summer! The blistering heat and endless blue skies of a week or so ago are gone. The sky shades unnervingly from brilliant blue to steely grey with mounds of clouds, heaped up like tumbled bedclothes. The sun is still very much there, its rays focussed by theContinue reading “Like summers of yore”