I do so love the spring. And the autumn actually too. They are the natural beginning and natural winding up of the outdoor year in the garden and the countryside and they make me feel optimistic on one hand and ready to hibernate on the other.
It was a lovely weekend here on the sunny Isle and having got all my tedious chores out of the way, it seemed a good time to have a look at the back of the seed packets and see what could be started.
I have been reminded by a small person that she like to help so I only potted up the most pressing – some climbing beans, broad beans, sweet peas and summer savoury. TG made me a cold frame from an old box and some glass which is now full of salad in trays but which needed to be thoroughly checked out by Madam Rainbow in advance
She was enjoying the sunshine too and so loves it when there’s someone in the garden that she can
stalk keep company!
It’s looking very yellow outside with all the primroses and daffs out
and everywhere there are things poking their heads up to enjoy some spring sunshine
It was just what I needed after feeling below par for much of last week (there are so many bugs going around!) and getting some bits and pieces planted always makes me feel happy. Spring in my garden and in a spring my step!
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It’s amazing isn’t it. I’ve spent so much time writing for other people that I have completely neglected the very thing that got me started in the first place! Not that I’m complaining you understand. It has been a whirligig of a few weeks and the next few promise to be the same. I have gone from a standing start to something that even my nearest and dearest are surprised at and I’m loving it. But I thought, as I’m in between issues, I’d better get on with a bit of an update on here.
Sadly nothing of any great consequence has occurred apart from the usual work, domestic bliss and a couple of nights out. There is a play on the go which I am struggling with time to learn the lines for and then another one after that…the all female Macbeth in which I shall play Banquo who thankfully carks it halfway through thus giving me only half a play’s worth of lines to learn and then a bit of ghostly drifting about to finish off with.
Me an TG have got out and about a bit and according to the Other Child my Victoria sandwich is going in the right direction, such has been the levels of my stomping around woods and beaches and getting my steps up to 10,000 a day. I have an app on my phone which not only measures your steps but also nags you via an hourly message to ‘get moving’ if you’ve been idle too long. Sort of like having your mother permanently in your pocket….
Anyway, we got out over the weekend to Yarmouth and did a 4 mile circuitous route which was rather nice with a quick stop off at the Red Lion for a coffee and a chat.
It’s a favourite walk of mine because you start off at one side of the inlet in the woods and fields and end up on the other side in the marshes back to where you started. We met a little friend on our travels who was very sweet and up for a scratch and a pat on the nose.
It was a good stretch and just what the ‘I’ve been stuck at a desk’ doctor ordered.
I must just show you a couple of other things. Completely unrelated to the above but fun. I did a photo shoot which I borrowed the props for and styled (get me!) and I took a couple of quick snaps on my phone just to see how it might look…
It was all terribly exciting!
On my way back from prop drop off I came upon this fine fellow – one of 12 living at Calbourne water mill. They were quite a sight when I pulled up and were all milling about but this one posed perfectly.
So that’s it really. I’m not dead, buried under something heavy or gone away just in case you’d been fretting. Life is moving on at an incredible pace and sometimes it’s a struggle to keep up! But I shall endeavour to. Really I will.
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So there we were having a little Friday half term morning at Nanny’s house (just the girls – the boy wasn’t allowed to come because of his new found love of spitting…..) and pancakes were deemed to be the order of the day.
We made the batter and heated the pan. The eldest child was standing on a chair next to the cooker watching.
Eldest: Can I make them Nanny?
Me: No the pan is very hot and we don’t want to end up at the hospital for the rest of the morning.
Eldest: Oooooohhhhhh pleeeeeeease
Me: No. I’ll do them. And anyway the first one is always a bit of a disaster while we get the pan to the right heat.
Long pause. Considered look sideways at me
Eldest: Well. Mummy’s are never a disaster….
I managed to fight the urge to push her off the chair.
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So. Last weekend was designated as Great Garden Clearance Weekend. Yes of course I know that it’s January and bloody freezing but TG was not to be put off and so off we went into the cold. And wet.
We managed to fill several of those enormous bags that you get from DIY stores and hold around a metric tonne and then came the task of getting them onto the back of the pick up and to the tip. Hoisting them onto the back of the truck was bad enough as I am not the tallest person in the world and my arms only go up so far but eventually we had got three of the buggers on and roped down and off we set tipwards.
I should at this point mention that the composting section of the tip has a high wall (at least 4 feet high) over which you have to empty your garden waste. There is also the small question of momentum when what is in the bag comes out…
TG: Make sure you hold on to the bottom of the bag when we tip it over the wall.
Me: Well that’s easier said than done with slippy wet gloves on.
TG: Right are you ready. On three. One, two, three
I was at this point practically underneath the bag and hanging on as instructed. As the bag went over the wall the contents got stuck and with one swift movement I was halfway over the wall as well.
TG: I thought I told you to hang on.
Me: (from halfway over the wall and through gritted teeth) I AM HANGING ON. Where are you when needed?!
TG: Well it’s not my fault, you were standing in the wrong place weren’t you.
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Having had a very successful trip to see Paddington last Saturday the two eldest small people came home for a spot of lunch and some R&R. The girl child was most insistent that we made those paper chain things where the people, or in her case snowmen, are holding hands.
Her: Do you know how to make them then Nanny?
Me: Yes, but I might have to practice a bit. It’s all about how you fold the paper.
Her: So, you don’t know how to make them then.
Me: No I do, I just need some practice.
Her: (on her way to get the paper and over her shoulder) Yes you should practice Nanny and you never know, you might just learn something…
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It suddenly occurred to me that nothing has been written on here for a month! There are no whimsical Christmas pictures, no New Year shenanigans and no resolutions.
Now Dear Reader, I could rectify that and bore you rigid with numerous pictures of people you don’t know drinking and cavorting. I could pontificate about all the things I plan to do this year differently and better. But I shan’t. Instead I shall say just a couple of things that won’t , I promise, make you throw up in a bucket.
Last year was a year of opportunities that came and were acted upon with gusto. The year began badly but unfolded into the best one that there has been for some time. Between meeting and writing for many and various folks, a new book club which introduced me to some quite amazing ladies, a very good holiday letting summer and autumn and a gift of a part in a play to seeing the small people and the slightly older ones grow and thrive, 2014 was a year to look back on and smile. If this year is even half as good then I’ll be happy with that.
I am no richer in money terms. I’m yet another year older (and certainly no wiser) but I go into 2015 with optimism, my health and some occasions to very much look forward to.
And that’s what it’s all about really isn’t it?
I know that I said no photos but you get one- just because it makes me smile and because I am so very proud of them both.
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