It has been rather Crowded House https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=si3dBlNdifE of late. We had a couple of blistering days just after Ishbel left, during which mum and I threw ourselves at the garden. Mum laid waste to the buttercups in the nuttery and I ran around planting up various new things from the garden centre (and then rehomingContinue reading “Very Scottish Out”
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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”
The Mummy’s revenge..
They do say, don’t they, that you eventually grow into your mother….Well Lachlan had a taste of the future on Mothers’ day. He had been super secretive about the present he had procured for days and was of the view that he had totally “nailed it”. He was therefore somewhat non plussed when I burstContinue reading “The Mummy’s revenge..”
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)”
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’”
Punctuation gone mad
I had two days doing other things and, in the interim, the bulk of the blanket weed has mysteriously, and thankfully, disappeared from the bottom pond and the tadpoles have emerged in droves. There is now an international comma and apostrophe convention on the beach of the pond, which is almost black with them. TheContinue reading “Punctuation gone mad”
Damp bahookie
There’s something quite liberating about knowing that no one is going to drop by. However, what I am discovering about my “liberated” self, is that she has not developed much from the 8 year old with a prized a baggie net, save for becoming more scruffy. (It is a known fact that, despite spending mostContinue reading “Damp bahookie”
Nippy the Newt Strikes Back
I have been gardening in and around the pond the last few days and keeping an eye on the wildlife. The wilder throes of passion seem to have died down amongst the frogs but I have noticed long ribbons of toad spawn in the Ibiza pool tangled up amongst the tapioca style frogspawn. The toadsContinue reading “Nippy the Newt Strikes Back”
Ibiza is rocking
Lonely Trevor continues to keep guard in case Big Magda emerges from behind the stepping stones but it is clear that the party action has definitively moved to the Ibiza pool. You could virtually walk on it at lunchtime it was so crowded. The sun seems to have also brought out the frogs who liveContinue reading “Ibiza is rocking”
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