It has been a hectic few days. After all the rain and dreary weather last week the sun came out again. The forecast for each day promised that after a sunny morning things would decline, so I had a variety of indoor projects all lined up. However, the sun stayed out and so did I.Continue reading “Midsummer madness”
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A hoppin’ and a buzzin’
I have been wondering about the tadpoles. They were good and fat when the hot weather came, but since the weather broke I have seen nothing of them. I suspected them of lurking at the bottom to grow their legs. However, with the able assistance of the lovely Eilidh who has investigated thoroughly over theContinue reading “A hoppin’ and a buzzin’”
Après moi le déluge
No sooner had I ironed all my shorts than the rain came, and stayed for a week. However, the garden badly needed a soak and I rather enjoyed having an excuse to stay in for a while. Thanks to Apple having an audio book sale, the long suffering cardi was finally completed to the backdropContinue reading “Après moi le déluge”
Summer Sloth
The bees are very busy in the garden, but I am still mainly in stocktaking mode (a job that can be pleasingly completed in a lounger, coffee and a cake to hand, whilst watching the swallows and housemartins dive-bomb the pond). I had been planning to have a serious go at the clover by theContinue reading “Summer Sloth”
At Grass
The mystery warning light in the car has reappeared. All previous attempts to fix it, and there have been many, have failed. After a testy call to the garage yesterday it transpires that lockdown prevents the sending up of a replacement courtesy car and Keith must take the defective one down and pick up aContinue reading “At Grass”
Mum’s garden
I visited my mum and dad last week for the first time since, I think, February. Though we chat on the phone, it is not the same and this is the longest it has been without seeing each other since I lived in London. After the mandatory tea and buns we got down to theContinue reading “Mum’s garden”
In Clover
Since Lachlan came home, and I am no longer on duty for the morning and evening dog walk, I have thrown myself into a welter of other activities. The ironing pile is much reduced, the chillis and sweet peppers are all repotted and *drumroll* I have even finished the dog walking waistcoat with useful pockets.Continue reading “In Clover”
Little Pyres Everywhere (with apologies to Celeste Ng)
A few days ago I mentioned that the piles of heaped up brash, stripped twigs and branches left over by the timber harvester looked like tiny witch burning pyres. I smiled to myself when the thought emerged, as it was hard to imagine anything so brutal in my undisturbed little glade. However, theContinue reading “Little Pyres Everywhere (with apologies to Celeste Ng)”
Siesta time
There is an oppressive curtain of heat over the garden, somehow exacerbated by an insistent insect hum. I have abandoned my spade and retreated to some shade but it is still much too hot. Breathing in, the air feels thick and fuzzy, like peach skin and the tingle on my neck tells me I willContinue reading “Siesta time”
Quiet Idylls
Yesterday Lyra and I visit old haunts as it will likely be our last quiet morning walk together, just us two. We are so used to our companionable solitude that the flash of pink signalling another walker in the distance, as we turn off the road, startles Lyra and leaves me quite aggrieved. We dawdleContinue reading “Quiet Idylls”