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For a couple of weeks now the lockdown in France has been eased considerably and, from this week, it will be further relaxed with bars and restaurants opening. Why don’t I feel like going out then? I seem to have become a voluntary recluse.
However, after I WhatsApped a photo of myself to my daughter last week and she compared me to this character, I have felt pressured to make an appointment with the hairdresser.
I think if I took a leaf out of his book and put on a beret and some sunglasses I could carry off the look for another few weeks. What do you think?
AMONG the dwellings framed by birds
In field or forest with nice care,
Is none that with the little Wren’s
In snugness may compare.
from ‘A Wren’s Nest’ by William Wordsworth
Just sharing this perfect little nest of moss amongst the ivy in our lean-to shed right down the other end of the garden where we keep the lawnmower, the empty pots, saucers and garden wire.
We’ve seen the little wren hopping in and out but I don’t want to disturb her too much.
I hope it will be safe from the cats.
I took a break from sewing and felting to throw a ball for the dogs and indulge in a bit of outdoor photography for a change as there are some particularly pretty goings on in the garden at the moment. The photos are mostly in close up so you can’t see the weeds.
Rhododendron growing in a pot on the terrace.
Hundreds and hundreds of tiny yellow roses climbing up the terrace wall.
Capturing this beautiful peony before the rain spoils it.
Snowball Viburnum before it turns white.
Lilac Lilac going mad in the old chicken run
Phlox on Stone
Rhododendron again just because.
I’ve probably never appreciated my garden as much as I do at the moment as well as all the hard work Mr. Tialys has put into it over the years to make it somewhere lovely to be – weeds and all. We actually ate weeds the other day. He made a nettle and cleaver omelette served with garlic mustard leaves for lunch. I was a bit suspicious but he had some too and I’m still here and probably full of nutrients.
A bit of a change of pace for my blog today – a bit serious but, I hope a little bit informative and of interest.
Back in the day, I shared a flat with Sara. We both had full time jobs but also worked some evenings behind the bar in a local night club for a bit of extra money and some fun (mostly for the fun). We had lots of laughs and enjoyed each other’s company for a year or so before going our separate ways. I doubt we gave any thought at all to autism, if we’d even heard of it but, since then, autism has had an impact on both our lives to different extents and Sara has made it her mission to promote the understanding, acceptance, inclusion & equality of autistic people. One way she does this is in her blog ‘An Affinity With A’ and, with her permission, I wanted to share this from her recent post with you because it seemed so appropriate at this particular time.
Thanks for reading!
Some adapt to lockdown situations better than others.
As an advertising campaign said somewhere, some time
‘be more cat’
Saying not very much again on a Tuesday.
I don’t usually do book reviews, and I’m not going to do one now, reading is such a personal thing and books other people have loved, I’ve not liked at all (The Da Vinci Code anyone?).
However, I’ve just finished this well written debut novel and really enjoyed it.
So, if you fancy a bit of a thriller set in gritty Victorian London against a backdrop of the Great Exhibition of 1851 and the emergence of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, I’d recommend it.
Another of my occasional attempts to say not much at all (for me anyway).
Finally, our bathroom is finished.
After we – ahem – asked our ‘builder’ to leave, Mr. Tialys turned himself from an I.T. Project Manager during the week, into a tiler, electrician, plumber and carpenter at weekends and proved, once again, he’s a keeper.
So, from this
It only took 4 months!!
Now the rest of the house looks shabby.
I think I know what room will be next as the multi-talented Mr. T. also brews his own craft beer and a bottle exploded all over the kitchen ceiling the other day.
Earlier this week Wild Daffodil posted about some brown and purple iris in her garden and said they were ugly and looked like witchy flowers – even posing some in a cauldron. I said I had some a little like those and some fully brown ones and she said yuk – or something similar – so I said I’d show her a photo (or two).
So, in defence of oddly coloured Iris varieties, I present
If I ever change my mind though, I have the cauldron ready.