This is the time of year when the dreariness of the weather (stuck on the spectrum from drizzle to downpour), the necessity of eating the remaining dribs and drobs of Christmas chocolate and the sheer impossibility of deciding on and then commencing a new project together force a sedate (and sedentary) reconsideration of the pastContinue reading “Listing to port”
Category Archives: Highland cows
Sit Rep T-4
I have decided to provide a series of brief news flash updates as the Christmas situation develops. Yesterday all was gloom. After the latest announcements, it was clear that Ishbel was stuck in Surrey on her own for the duration. She had a brief weep then volunteered to work Christmas Day and Boxing Day, swappingContinue reading “Sit Rep T-4”
The Christmas warp speed effect
So it has been a few days since I hit the keyboard. “Why so?” I hear you ask. Reader, I was blindsided, as I am every year, by the realisation that Christmas is only a week away and I am sitting on a gazillion half finished projects all designed to be completed by Christmas and,Continue reading “The Christmas warp speed effect”
Gourmet Sunday #2
Yesterday was my second turn in the “Gourmet Sunday” slot. The boys were heading off to do a friend’s garden so Lyra and I would be left to let the day develop. I was up with the lark (or by 10 past 8 at any rate) and had two loads of washing on, Saturday night’sContinue reading “Gourmet Sunday #2”
The wisdom of coos
The morning starts late. The sun is already up and we are having a coffee in bed. I am exempt from dog walking as Lachlan’s lecturer is off sick. Something black moving in the corner of the window catches my eye. It is a butterfly. I sip my coffee and resist the urge to springContinue reading “The wisdom of coos”
The egg timer has tilted
We are in a time of short days and long evenings. Mornings are beginning to be frosty and the sun is dipping shortly after three – a long and chilly sunset has commenced by 4.30. There is markedly less dawdling on my morning walks with Lyra – I am picking up pace to keep warm.Continue reading “The egg timer has tilted”
Autumn hues
The rain over the last few days has turned the lane at the back to little Venice. Lyra likes a good paddle in a puddle, so is unperturbed. I’ve seen a bit less of the pheasants there though, so perhaps they are more picky and have taken to higher ground. A few have appeared furtherContinue reading “Autumn hues”
Blue sky thinking
We have had a glorious few days recently. Aside from dog walking duties, I have largely been spending the days in the garden, resplendent in my wellies and my Dickie’s navy blue and red zip up boiler suit (which gives me the air of someone who might, at any moment, pivot from gardening and fixContinue reading “Blue sky thinking”
The mysterious case of Kathy Kirby
I was distinctly out of sorts and grumpy yesterday morning. A heady combination of insomnia aftermath and a rather ill considered weeding comment from Keith. However, I put the ire to good use and vigorously dug out a corner of the gravel garden where mares tail had woven its way in amongst an elderly stoechasContinue reading “The mysterious case of Kathy Kirby”
Whirlwind tour
It’s been a while since the last garden round up so here we go…. Late July can be a bit of a gappy time in our garden. The roses are just starting to flag, and the late summer spectaculars are yet to really get into full swing, though the big double hemerocallis have started toContinue reading “Whirlwind tour”