Last night I read this post by Rachel. Who in turn had been inspired by another blog- do go on a blog hop now, but don’t forget to come back. The subject that caused the posts was Why do we blog, are we just self indulgent. Well I blog because I enjoy it, I love sharing the things that catch my attention or that interest me, but above all I love to read my favourite blogs, and yes hop about a bit. I don’t do anyone any harm and no-one has to read my posts. But if you’d like to I will consider myself privileged.
Then Rachel was inspired to share 10 random things, and I thought what fun. And so here are ten random things from me.
First because it is Yarn Along day, I will share my knitting which is going very slow, and I am forced to admit that it won’t be ready for Master T’s birthday next week. I had forgotten how much bigger a 3-4 year old’s jumper is compared to a baby knit.
I have only completed the back and half the front. At least today you can see it is navy. But the stripe is yellowy gold.
Recently Mr E and I have been attempting to de-clutter. It is very hard going. We have been up in the loft and I really really am trying to whittle down the treasures and memories that are up there, but it is very hard. I came across a pile of old letters, let’s just say they are pre Mr E, if you get my drift. I read a few… I decided the time had come to burn them. The person who wrote them wouldn’t want them read by anyone but me. It was like saying good bye to a previous life. But strangely freeing- you wouldn’t think it could make a difference after so many years but it did. And why did I keep them for over 40years? Plenty of food for thought. Some nights I have trouble going to sleep, Mr E is away for work at the moment, so I listen to the radio. That night I caught a programme about fire and yes it’s therapeutic value for letting going of the past.
I have managed to contain my treasures to one old suitcase, but only because I took out this book.
The pictures are gorgeous.
I shall enjoy reading the stories again, and a change from the Worst Hard Time by Timothy Egan. Now on chapter 23. Fascinating but tragic, I have read of the dust storms and the death -of crops, of animals whose stomachs were rock solid with the dust and of people, babies and old folk, and of dreams. Now I am reading of the attempts to reverse the dust bowl, tree planting on an industrial scale and new grasslands.
Moving on there was a sprinkling of snow in the garden this morning, I was just be moaning the lack of snow this winter, but this barely counted. I tried to take a picture of the fairy dusting of snow, but it was not good, better are my snowdrops.
So early compared to other years. We are so lucky in North Yorkshire, we haven’t had the rain that the South of England has endured. Mr B lives near the canal in Reading- thankfully a flat on the second floor, but his water supply could be effected. My heart goes out to everyone. We used to live in Oxfordshire and every day on Facebook my friends are monitoring the river, fortunately Combe is up on a hill. But the river floods the road to anywhere else.
As usual in January I prepared myself to take part in Big Garden Bird watch. I couldn’t do it on the Saturday as we were car shopping. That left Sunday, we went out at 12 and the ironing had to be done first. That left one precise hour for the Bird count. It rained the entire time. I had two feral pigeons and a blackbird! Quite frankly I didn’t see the point of recording them, but the RSPB reminded me that I should, I felt sure there would be questions about weather, but there wasn’t, so if anyone checks from the previous two years to this year then something would look catastrophic, when really it was down to weather.. And actually the birds have done really well this year.We have starlings back again. I was treated to some of them having a jolly good bath the other day.
And then a pheasant came visiting.
The tumble down roses in the background to these two pictures are the result of last winter’s snow when the rose arch gave way under the weight of snow. I have just got round to ordering a new rose arch.
One of the reasons for the slow knitting progress is down to side tracking myself with this crochet giraffe hat.
From the wonderful Repeat crafter me, and if this wasn’t enough she has now designed the most gorgeous tiger hat.
Found this bargain for 69p in Morrisons the other week.
I so agree with Rachel about daffodils- they are my all time favourite. However, last week I found in the garage something I had forgotten all about. A Christmas present no less, of some crocuses to plant- I didn’t hold out much hope for them as you are supposed to plant them in September and I only got them , well on the 25 December. But I planted them and they appeared to have come through.I brought them indoors to the kitchen window cill. I was a little perturbed on Monday night to see one of them had a black spot on the end. The next morning I realised my mistake.
Of course another reason the knitting could be taking so long is the sewing project I started, from another Christmas gift.
I am quilting it by hand and so enjoying making a …..
Which just leaves me one more random thing. I have taken two pictures for Skywatch Friday because I just love the colours and the light. On Monday night coming home from work the sky was a wonderful pink and it was reflected in the flooded fields and so so beautiful, I almost cried. No camera of course. I have to say that my journey to and from work gives me such pleasure, the light can be just amazing, the colour of the fields in the autumn was just breath taking, warm and golden. And the winter skies with the bare trees as silhouettes are fantastic. I wish I could do justice to the light.
One day I shall take better pictures but in the meantime this is the best I can do.
Love to hear your random thoughts….