Pam,
her three dogs and I have started taking walks together. I'm not very
fit but I reckon if a Cairn terrier can do the miles, then I can too. On
a lovely spring day we set off from a village nearby. We passed a tiny
church, went inside for a look and came across this fellow. He lay
peacefully snoozing in the sun, little dog at his feet and two angels at
his head. Fully dressed in chain mail. With very stylish shoes and
spurs. Rather a narrow hard place to lie, and he had been there for some
time in his sunny resting place. We sat with him for a few minutes
then with our own little dogs we were on our way again.
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
Theft
I
have been meaning to mend the stitching on daughter's Ugg boots for
some time. They are clumsy boots which seem to make people shuffle
rather than walk. So I mended the unravelling threads and sprayed them
with suede protector. But I had never tried a pair on. What would they
feel like? So in went my feet and what bliss! Warm cosy toes, a soft
feeling under my heels and draft free ankles in the sewing room.... I
was reluctant to take them off and when I did my feet were freezing, so I
put them back on.... and now they have been stolen..... by her
mother... and I don't intend to give them back! I am shuffling happily
with very warm toes.... and rather snazzy tights too....
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
Bravery
On Saturday I
went on a hunt in the garden in the faint hope there would be snowdrops.
Maybe in some sheltered corner there would be a sign of the spring we
all long for. There are some other bulbs showing above ground and tiny
buds on the shrubs, but closed tightly against the cold wind. We need to
make a big decision about the raspberry canes.... whether to dig them
up and plant anew, but that requires much armchair thinking and leafing
through gardening books and plant brochures..... So no snowdrops yet.
But there was one flower bravely putting a head above the rim of a pot.
A sweet little face, a bit pale, so delicate but perfectly formed. I
shall carry on looking for snowdrops too. It can't be long now!
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
Aerobics
Happy New Year
everyone! And in the hopefulness of the new year my mind has turned to
aerobic classes. But not for long..... I feel a bit lazy about it
really, so maybe yoga with Pam would be easier... But in everyday life
there is lots of exercise. There's hoovering, running upstairs, lifting
shopping in and out of the car. But some people go to extremes.
Stretches and bending which go a little too far. People should think
carefully before they attempt this one...........
Friday, 31 December 2010
Legs and a wedding
In between
Christmas and New Year we have been to a wedding. This involved a
journey to the family homelands of Edinburgh. Sporrans were required.
Despite my many married years I have never actually seen husband wearing
a kilt. I did spot a grainy black and white photo in a family album of
him aged thirteen wearing what could have been one and there was a story
of four brothers at a birthday party.... who knows the truth of such
rumours... So we dressed in our finery on the day and I found myself
admiring a fine pair of legs in white socks. And so, dear reader,( as
Jane Austen would write) I was rather pleased to find myself married to
them already! And there were also other legs, kilts, charming smiles
and beautiful girls to make a wonderful day altogether.
Sunday, 19 December 2010
A place to sit
I often like to
sit in the garden. A cup of coffee, chocolate biscuit, the birdsong,
it's all so enjoyable. I choose a comfy place, the swing seat or the
picnic table, to watch the others who enjoy the garden too. And passing
by are lots of birds, the occasional sparrow hawk and once, a little
muntjac deer. But here is someone who didn't choose a comfy seat.
Balanced with a wobble now and then, stolen peanut in hand, he perched
for several minutes. For all the world as though he was a highly
decorative hat for the stone mermaid who sits in the birdbath. Why? Only
he knows!
Friday, 10 December 2010
Sadness
It's only now
that I can say that Barney has died. I'm so glad that he hasn't had to
suffer in this dreadful cold snowy weather, but I miss him so much. He
was the best dog and he went with dignity. Such a sad day. This is
photo shows how I will always remember him.
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