Pallette shift

The colours they are a changing’. Yellow and white have definitely lost their monopoly. In the garden blue camassia are going strong and pink hyacinth, aquilegia and the remains of the cherry blossom are muscling in with rosy tones. In the fields and hedgerows the thin yellow line of oilseed rape is just starting toContinue reading “Pallette shift”

A walk on the wild side

The doughty agents of Wildflower Patrol ambled along the river yesterday, checking on developments. The sun was shining and there was hardly a breath of air as we left the house so, after much discussion and humming and hawing, intrepid Agent Aunty Granny took the bold step of leaving her polar fleece behind. It seemsContinue reading “A walk on the wild side”

Before and After

My morning musings were interrupted today by an enthusiastic kiss from the dog, whom Keith had let out on his way to the gym, immediately followed by the rumblings of doom and, as inexorably follows, a large deposit of dog sick on the duvet. A long lie on Monday clearly is too much to ask…Continue reading “Before and After”

Scheduled spontaneous fun

“Mother” Ishbel declares in ringing tones as I wait for the coffee to brew whilst observing the progress of the bird table war (Dunnocks now edging out the House Sparrows, Robin giving it the full Captain Mainwaring and the blue tit sneaks in under the radar and just does its own thing) “What are weContinue reading “Scheduled spontaneous fun”

In between days

Sometimes I get stuck. I can’t quite settle to anything new, flit about about from distraction job to distraction job, avoiding anything too tricky. Well this was me a week or so ago. I was between kiddiwink visits (Lachlan had just left, Ishbel yet to arrive) and the weather had taken a colder turn, soContinue reading “In between days”

The other way round

It is curious how the smallest change can unsettle you and shift your perception. A few days ago `Lyra and I set off for a walk along the riverside in the teeth of a howling hoolie. It’s a fairly exposed route most of the way and invariably we go around again the wind, meeting allContinue reading “The other way round”

Doomscrolling

It’s hard not to at the moment. Obsessively monitoring news from Ukraine isn’t going to help anyone, but nonetheless I find myself scanning the updates morning and evening and at odd times in between. I sat half undressed on the edge of the bath yesterday evening for a full ten minutes watching an interview withContinue reading “Doomscrolling”

Leaning in for take off

The wild west wind is now our regular companion. In the garden, every day brings a new lawnful of detritus. The poor shredder has had an attack of the vapours and gone to convalesce at the repair shop. Hopefully it will recover as I still have a lot of mulching to do. In the meantimeContinue reading “Leaning in for take off”

Well Sprung

I came in from the garden in the boogly dark today – so I am clearly down with an acute case of spring fever. I popped over to Mum’s on Monday and Selkirk was distinctly wintery. We walked around the Haining Loch in the afternoon looking for snowdrops but there was no sign as yet.Continue reading “Well Sprung”

Dry in parts

We are now about half way through “Dry January” (having started a bit late we really should run into February) and things are going swimmingly. We have had but two lapses (though in both cases I decided I’d rather be hung for a sheep as a lamb). A third is scheduled for tomorrow and IContinue reading “Dry in parts”