The Coo Circular

Whilst the hedgerows are all still a little bare we have taken to walking Lyra in the Hirsel. There is a magnificent display of daffodils and the added attraction of new calves. We have been there so often recently, to catch up with “the boys” and spy out the new babies, the regular quick walkContinue reading “The Coo Circular”

The rule of three

Catastrophes, as the saying goes, come in threes This morning, in the course of mucking out Ishbel’s room in anticipation of a visitor, I discovered that, in Ishbel’s prolonged lockdown absence, the cats (probably in a protest over the introduction of a dog to the family) had taken over and set up a nest inContinue reading “The rule of three”

The Advent of Auntie Granny

Lyra and I came back from a sunny walk to visit the Alpacas a few days ago to a message from my mum to say dad had been taken onto hospital after a mini stroke. I scooted over to take mum in to the hospital to see dad, who was getting very confused and distressed.Continue reading “The Advent of Auntie Granny”

Dame Edna and the frogs

We have had two glorious days. Moral fibre has frayed. Household chores have been abandoned for the wheelbarrow and kneeling mat. The ironing pile, once reduced to a mere foothill, is now a vertiginous ridge walk of Munros. Tomorrow’s forecast is for largely fine but thereafter gloomy. Normal laundry service will resume with the gloom.Continue reading “Dame Edna and the frogs”

Karma Chameleon Days (Red, Gold and Gree- ee- ee- een)

On one of the rainier days last week I finally got to some financial admin I had been putting off. I had to query a tax claim. Well, the long and short of a very dull story was that the tax lady’s understrapper replied to my missive (she being too busy) giving up all claimContinue reading “Karma Chameleon Days (Red, Gold and Gree- ee- ee- een)”

And we have…. technicolour

Valentines day came and went and Keith , Lachlan and I celebrated with the new tradition of a romantic dinner for three plus dog. Keith was slightly non plussed by the particularly romantic, and rather too large, highland cow hat I had knitted for him but Ishbel was impressed and, following some photo sharing onContinue reading “And we have…. technicolour”

Magua redux

There was a fresh snowfall overnight so when Lyra and I headed this morning out all of yesterday’s foot and paw prints on the lawn had been gently softened out. We yomped enthusiastically up and over the hill and down to the road expecting to find a blank slate on which to write our wanderings.Continue reading “Magua redux”

And all at once, there was nothing

It began gently, with a slight overnight dusting a few days ago. Picturesque, but lacking substance. The next day it had grown to a pleasing inch atop the hedges, but still, when you chomped on it in wellies, the grass and soil came through. Since then it has snowed steadily in the afternoons and eveningsContinue reading “And all at once, there was nothing”

Reversing the sausage…

We are back to alternating days of grey sleet and rain and frosty sunshine. Comfort food has come to the fore and I am snazzing up my porridge with the pears I bottled in late summer. I thought I had overdone the bottling this year but I am powering through them. I like the wholeContinue reading “Reversing the sausage…”

The Lateral Pupwash (patent pending)

Since the frost melted we have resumed battlefield conditions and the house sits perched as a greenish oasis in a sea of muddy fields. Such times are challenging for a white dog, and even more challenging for she who has recently hoovered the upholstery in the living room. We have not yet reached the levelContinue reading “The Lateral Pupwash (patent pending)”