Sunday, May 03, 2009
Thursday, April 30, 2009
It seems to have been a day of extremes today. Periods of sunshine stitched together with heavy bursts of thunderous rain from the blackest clouds. I watched the rain falling at work this afternoon and I haven’t seen such a fury in the elements for the longest time. Water drops bounced and ricocheted off the floor like liquid bullets fired from a celestial gun lying black and malign, smoking overhead. Then clouds open again and sun shines forth and a wonder of seven coloured bows lies across the horizon to enhance the extremity of the day. Then just as abruptly the clouds thicken and standing shoulder to shoulder sling bolts of lightning sung on the roar of thunder. The wind sweeps fast and furious across the land emanating from the northwestern reaches of the watery sea and its breath reaches into all the humid and heat-closed alleys and blows away summer for a brief time. Trees become huge ships afloat in a reckless sea, their huge green sails billowing into the freshening wind. It is truly a day of the valkyries and I hear their calls as they fly through the sky toward the deep crimson dusk.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Titanesque in her demeanour
Queenly in her deliberations
And confident as a pride of lions
Stands the yellow banded sentinel
To bar my way into her realm
Sporting inbuilt, eager defiance
In the face of washless grey skies
She cannot win, but she would try
And I for my part; for just today
Shall leave her house intact
Till the weather turns fine again
Queenly in her deliberations
And confident as a pride of lions
Stands the yellow banded sentinel
To bar my way into her realm
Sporting inbuilt, eager defiance
In the face of washless grey skies
She cannot win, but she would try
And I for my part; for just today
Shall leave her house intact
Till the weather turns fine again
Monday, April 27, 2009
For we are all carrying the presence of a hidden greatness and it warms me like the spring sun, feeding my soul as spring rain falling on the budding forests. When the world sets me to rest it shall take my chains and place them in your hands; within your care and I shall never be enslaved again for you will set me free and at the same time make of my eternity the sweetest prison. I shall inhabit the greenest cell with only joyous bars of dappled sunshine and laughter spending days sat on grassy banks watching butterflies and swallows swoop and dive and always we shall be right there with them flying on the wings of our love for the world. For love is strong and true and if ever yours should falter ever would mine be strong enough to hold you high in the sky alongside me.
Monday 27th April
Soft is discarded the warming rays of April
Into heady showers of waterous raging rain
The heavens open and I awake to moisture.
Pervading every part of the panorama through,
A filigree of open boughs onto the parched,
Earthen cracks that lie below like a wound.
This fluid gift weeps murderously into holes
To wreak ruin on kingdoms that have endured
So it seems an eternity, but as their brood fails
On waxen or paper beds the populace weeps
For the heart of the spring has been broken
Well I knew the current spell of weather couldn’t last and today the heavens opened for most of the morning and afternoon bringing much needed rain. The rain has given way to bring a brighter demeanour to the day and it reminds us of the need always for balance in everything. What good would be endless sunny days without growth?
Had a relatively busy weekend but mostly in the garden finishing some paths and other general jobs. Not been a weekend for exploring any nice places and so no pictures to show. Don’t know if this is a good sign but we have been a little bit busier at work. Funny how more work to do lifts everyone’s spirits? Devil and idle hands and all that I guess.
Soft is discarded the warming rays of April
Into heady showers of waterous raging rain
The heavens open and I awake to moisture.
Pervading every part of the panorama through,
A filigree of open boughs onto the parched,
Earthen cracks that lie below like a wound.
This fluid gift weeps murderously into holes
To wreak ruin on kingdoms that have endured
So it seems an eternity, but as their brood fails
On waxen or paper beds the populace weeps
For the heart of the spring has been broken
Well I knew the current spell of weather couldn’t last and today the heavens opened for most of the morning and afternoon bringing much needed rain. The rain has given way to bring a brighter demeanour to the day and it reminds us of the need always for balance in everything. What good would be endless sunny days without growth?
Had a relatively busy weekend but mostly in the garden finishing some paths and other general jobs. Not been a weekend for exploring any nice places and so no pictures to show. Don’t know if this is a good sign but we have been a little bit busier at work. Funny how more work to do lifts everyone’s spirits? Devil and idle hands and all that I guess.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Well April is zooming away nicely, as we are almost over it. It has been quite sunny for the last week with unseasonably high temperatures and pretty much wall-to-wall sunshine. Days of perfectly blue sky with small fluffed clouds and sunsets of delicate peach hues that framed the hills and trees so perfectly. I also got my first midge bites the other night so I know it must be warm. How wonderful though to start the year with a spell of good weather. Even if we know it may not last.
The spring days are here and the world calls us together and fires our souls to see its beauty and the joy of all the possibilities. For time is on our side and how wonderful it shall be to move through the spring and summer as one. To be a part of every birdsong filled dawn and dusky evening. To see bats that shall ever fly so quietly under the trees. To meet minds and close the circle by the light of the night moon where we shall make our wishes come true.
The spring days are here and the world calls us together and fires our souls to see its beauty and the joy of all the possibilities. For time is on our side and how wonderful it shall be to move through the spring and summer as one. To be a part of every birdsong filled dawn and dusky evening. To see bats that shall ever fly so quietly under the trees. To meet minds and close the circle by the light of the night moon where we shall make our wishes come true.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Someone sent this by email and it makes you think so be careful..
Subject: Notice on car (not a joke)
Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public parking area. As we drove away I noticed a sticker on the rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, it was a receipt for petrol. Luckily my friend told me not to stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the car. Then we received this email yesterday:
'WARNING FROM POLICE - BEWARE OF PAPER ON THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE--NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS (NOT A JOKE)'
.... You walk across the car parking, unlock your car and get inside. You start the engine and shift into reverse. When you look into the rear-view mirror to back out of your parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you shift into neutral, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off. They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car. And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car. So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!
BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED.
If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away. Remove the paper later and be thankful that you read this e-mail. I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women. A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.
Please pass this on.
Subject: Notice on car (not a joke)
Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public parking area. As we drove away I noticed a sticker on the rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, it was a receipt for petrol. Luckily my friend told me not to stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the car. Then we received this email yesterday:
'WARNING FROM POLICE - BEWARE OF PAPER ON THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE--NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS (NOT A JOKE)'
.... You walk across the car parking, unlock your car and get inside. You start the engine and shift into reverse. When you look into the rear-view mirror to back out of your parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you shift into neutral, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off. They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car. And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car. So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!
BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED.
If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away. Remove the paper later and be thankful that you read this e-mail. I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women. A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.
Please pass this on.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The darkness closes tight around the rose tinged sunset in the west and the blackening dusk sky frames the moon as the first stars begin to sparkle and glisten. The air blows cold and the paths sheened with dew take the remaining light and twinkle a starlit path for my footsteps. Funny, but the birds are still singing even into the dusky evening and it lifted my heart and gave the greatest thoughts of you and I wished you were now at my side. Strong, gentle and sensitive hearts at ease in the evening gloom. Fluid as gossamer threads that stream from the unfurling leaves in our purpose to find peace in the beauty and wonderment of lives raised up high in nature.
The world moves and I answer its siren call, as the nights yield to the turn of days and the sun rises a degree higher each day above the eastern hills. The song of summer that has enraptured me through winter remains and hugs every corner of my soul as spring now calls me forward. The music of the cycle of the seasons cannot ever be denied and it falls around me like raindrops escaping light summer clouds to freshen a dry world. My world, watered by all of you, slowly turns into the greenest garden. It grows and sets life in the joy and solace it finds within.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Monday 20th April 2009
The weather has been fantastic over the last few days...so I built this deck by the side of the pool. I’m quite proud of it even though it’s a bit skewed on close inspection. The other picture is well; see if you can work it out. I was knackered last night after building the deck but it was worth it. Everything is growing fast at the minute (apart from the hair) and the weather looks set to fair till the weekend. Hope you have a good week too.
Tip - If you cannot always see the whole picture on some versions of browswers you can click in the bottom right of the screen and change the zoom
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Had my long overdue haircut on Thursday and have decided long hair...well it's not for everyone!! Especially when it grows sideways in curls....still grew quick from the head close cut in Nov.
Found how to post quizzes...they should get more interesting as i get the knack for it
Some info on the Heysham pictures below...beautiful little village but shame about the power station being so close by
http://www.citycoastcountryside.co.uk/site/Heysham-Village
Found how to post quizzes...they should get more interesting as i get the knack for it
Some info on the Heysham pictures below...beautiful little village but shame about the power station being so close by
http://www.citycoastcountryside.co.uk/site/Heysham-Village
Friday, April 17, 2009
It has been the most beautiful of all evenings. A gentle, flowing breeze that scents the air with a hint of pine and rosemary. It carries to my ear’s sounds from the distance so that they take me to a memory… of a place so distant I can no longer remember it. Yet I know it is there deep within me… Memories of a perfect happy adventure that ended on an evening just like this. How wonderful it is to be older, (but luckily not too wise.) So that I no longer need to pursue adventures and am perfectly content just to have the evening instead. To spend it sat among the trees while my feathered allies lull all my senses to rapture with their song. The sound of traffic reaches my ears on the wind and should I close my eyes it takes me to the shore. For a garden is the one special place within a life where I can simple be and travel the world by closing my eyes and dreaming. My wish is never to dream alone for I have a heart to share and so much love to give and in turn I feel so loved that I know my wish has come true.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
The whole view I now see is one of Spring. So soon it has come and woke the world to growth. But yet even as the first of her wonders awakes and grows ever you are the first of her wonders in my world.
The birds were absolutely elated this morning and singing with the melody of angels. For that is how they sound to me and all that I see and hear is lifting me up and taking me to that special place we have created to live in. It truly is the most wonderful place I have ever been to and I am never leaving.
The birds were absolutely elated this morning and singing with the melody of angels. For that is how they sound to me and all that I see and hear is lifting me up and taking me to that special place we have created to live in. It truly is the most wonderful place I have ever been to and I am never leaving.
I fell off the edge of the world
On the way down a vision came.
Yet like many things in our life
It came too late to change anything
So I fell so fast into the revelation
Into the culmination of my evolution
Though it awoke all the folly wrought
Through a short span of years lived
The earth opened up to receive me
And in her bosom I shall gladly stay
Now and forever living a dream
Safe in what little world I have made
That the world is ever a paradise
Whenever the truth does reveal
The world to be a lesser circle
On the way to final enlightenment
On the way down a vision came.
Yet like many things in our life
It came too late to change anything
So I fell so fast into the revelation
Into the culmination of my evolution
Though it awoke all the folly wrought
Through a short span of years lived
The earth opened up to receive me
And in her bosom I shall gladly stay
Now and forever living a dream
Safe in what little world I have made
That the world is ever a paradise
Whenever the truth does reveal
The world to be a lesser circle
On the way to final enlightenment
Monday, April 06, 2009
Stones taken from the body of the earth tell secrets
Of long gone continents and deep oceans that dried
Of dinosaurs and flying avians that darkened the skies
Ice cold glaciers that moved and abraded the land
Of yesterday they know but of tomorrow they learn
For they have been birthed into the world once again
Of long gone continents and deep oceans that dried
Of dinosaurs and flying avians that darkened the skies
Ice cold glaciers that moved and abraded the land
Of yesterday they know but of tomorrow they learn
For they have been birthed into the world once again
Sunday, April 05, 2009
What secrets do we keep safe when the moon waxes?
Rises high above the winter bared latticework of trees
Into the deep indigo night sky mapped in sparkling gems
Its silvered light cascading shadows across fresh dug earth
Canvas to imprint objects from a mind slowly awakening...
Into spring and as I wake with the world in April, so do you
Celestial and wraithlike we may walk among the night paths
Seeking revelation that may come and yet the very pursuit
Will bring us peace and take us closer to our tender hearts
In vernal journeys that end as they began in the greatest hope
Rises high above the winter bared latticework of trees
Into the deep indigo night sky mapped in sparkling gems
Its silvered light cascading shadows across fresh dug earth
Canvas to imprint objects from a mind slowly awakening...
Into spring and as I wake with the world in April, so do you
Celestial and wraithlike we may walk among the night paths
Seeking revelation that may come and yet the very pursuit
Will bring us peace and take us closer to our tender hearts
In vernal journeys that end as they began in the greatest hope
Saturday, April 04, 2009
The daffodils are the vanguard
Of a tithe of the army of growth
Spring has marched into the world
Under a fair green flag of truce
With a vibrant drum of rebirth
Rejoice in the now climbing sun
It resonates across hill and valley
Calls to the hidden to pour forth
Coaxes once again leaves to tree
Insects to climb in the warming airs
And every heart that hears it stirs and...
Awakens to the spring that is here
Friday 3rd April 2009
Well we are enjoying a warm spring spell of weather at the moment. The pond in the garden has cleared up fantastically well...I can now see the bottom again. The arum lilies I bought are beginning to grow and everywhere I look I see signs of growth. I saw my first bat from the kitchen door last night and I saw 6 magpies in the tree at work. A good omen for gold (money) especially as Nick and I saw 5 the other weekend which is silver, so money all round although it depends which magpie rhyme you read...but that’s the one we know. (See below) We’ll stick with that one. Here is the full rhyme but you probably have your own.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told Eight for a wish Nine for a kiss Ten for joyful bliss...
A few photos from the week....the red alien looking plant photo is a rhubarb. Have a great weekend.
Of a tithe of the army of growth
Spring has marched into the world
Under a fair green flag of truce
With a vibrant drum of rebirth
Rejoice in the now climbing sun
It resonates across hill and valley
Calls to the hidden to pour forth
Coaxes once again leaves to tree
Insects to climb in the warming airs
And every heart that hears it stirs and...
Awakens to the spring that is here
Friday 3rd April 2009
Well we are enjoying a warm spring spell of weather at the moment. The pond in the garden has cleared up fantastically well...I can now see the bottom again. The arum lilies I bought are beginning to grow and everywhere I look I see signs of growth. I saw my first bat from the kitchen door last night and I saw 6 magpies in the tree at work. A good omen for gold (money) especially as Nick and I saw 5 the other weekend which is silver, so money all round although it depends which magpie rhyme you read...but that’s the one we know. (See below) We’ll stick with that one. Here is the full rhyme but you probably have your own.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told Eight for a wish Nine for a kiss Ten for joyful bliss...
A few photos from the week....the red alien looking plant photo is a rhubarb. Have a great weekend.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday 31st March
Wow last day of March….can you believe its April tomorrow. I wrote this poem for mothers. Hope your mother is comfortable and getting better. Mike’s mother has had her fair share of problems since January too…one scare after another. But she seems to be much better now.
Mike got back from his travels yesterday morning with thousands of photos and tales. He also looked really jetlagged but we are talking long flights here. It was nice to have him back again. He seems to have had a really good time and the weather was great all the way through. They crammed a lot into those 17 days. (4 countries in 2 continents)
Thanks for your gift by the way. I love the bee paperweight! Funny, but as I was opening it, I was at the table which still has the yellow and black bee throw on it that you got me all those years ago. I had a nice 48th birthday sat in the garden drinking coffee and eating snacks with sweet chilli dip. The sun was strong and the skies were blue so who could ask for more. Actually it wasn’t that terribly warm but we managed to have an hour before the cool wind overpowered the warm sun and forced us indoors.
Wow last day of March….can you believe its April tomorrow. I wrote this poem for mothers. Hope your mother is comfortable and getting better. Mike’s mother has had her fair share of problems since January too…one scare after another. But she seems to be much better now.
Mike got back from his travels yesterday morning with thousands of photos and tales. He also looked really jetlagged but we are talking long flights here. It was nice to have him back again. He seems to have had a really good time and the weather was great all the way through. They crammed a lot into those 17 days. (4 countries in 2 continents)
Thanks for your gift by the way. I love the bee paperweight! Funny, but as I was opening it, I was at the table which still has the yellow and black bee throw on it that you got me all those years ago. I had a nice 48th birthday sat in the garden drinking coffee and eating snacks with sweet chilli dip. The sun was strong and the skies were blue so who could ask for more. Actually it wasn’t that terribly warm but we managed to have an hour before the cool wind overpowered the warm sun and forced us indoors.
Tender hands from comforting sirens
Strong as steel and soft as lamb’s tails
They birth us, nurture swift and guide
Yet depart their comfort too soon from us
With towering love in a world of ill ease
They make, shape and teach us wisdom
As we grow fast into our lives and rejoice
We are blessed the world gave us mother
Strong as steel and soft as lamb’s tails
They birth us, nurture swift and guide
Yet depart their comfort too soon from us
With towering love in a world of ill ease
They make, shape and teach us wisdom
As we grow fast into our lives and rejoice
We are blessed the world gave us mother
Friday, March 27, 2009
Been busy on eBay selling a few things....hard work really but i made some money and made some room. People that do it for a living must be good but then i guess they have more time. They wont have to fit it in evenings and dinnertime.
Hopefully will get out and about this weekend and take some pictures but if not Mike is back Monday and he should have some really good ones....until later have a good weekend and enjoy the days. I shall concentrate on staying young (that's a joke) and keeping warm, as it has turned cool, wet and windy with the prospect of even a little snow tomorrow.
Hopefully will get out and about this weekend and take some pictures but if not Mike is back Monday and he should have some really good ones....until later have a good weekend and enjoy the days. I shall concentrate on staying young (that's a joke) and keeping warm, as it has turned cool, wet and windy with the prospect of even a little snow tomorrow.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
24th march 2009
Wow soon got to the last day of the holiday (rest.) Not sure it has been a rest as have been quite busy up in the garden during the nice spells of weather. With Nicks’ help managed to clean out the overgrown pond and tidy up the bog garden. The overgrown pond was hard work and you would not believe the amount of rotting leaves and other stuff that was in there. That took a few hours to clear and probably explains why my back is a little sore now. There are some pictures below.
Had just one day out to The Lake District (pictures below) which was breathtakingly beautiful countryside. We drove to Penrith then Carlisle and then looped around Keswick before coming back to Penrith. Hope the photos manage to capture some of the scenery.
Mike has landed in Sydney and already has walked across THE TOP of the Sydney harbour bridge ...not sure I could do that, been to the Opera House for a concert, been to the Blue Mountains and Bondi beach. He seems really taken with the city...and it sounds fantastic.
I’ll keep this short for the moment and write more a little later...so have a great day.
Wow soon got to the last day of the holiday (rest.) Not sure it has been a rest as have been quite busy up in the garden during the nice spells of weather. With Nicks’ help managed to clean out the overgrown pond and tidy up the bog garden. The overgrown pond was hard work and you would not believe the amount of rotting leaves and other stuff that was in there. That took a few hours to clear and probably explains why my back is a little sore now. There are some pictures below.
Had just one day out to The Lake District (pictures below) which was breathtakingly beautiful countryside. We drove to Penrith then Carlisle and then looped around Keswick before coming back to Penrith. Hope the photos manage to capture some of the scenery.
Mike has landed in Sydney and already has walked across THE TOP of the Sydney harbour bridge ...not sure I could do that, been to the Opera House for a concert, been to the Blue Mountains and Bondi beach. He seems really taken with the city...and it sounds fantastic.
I’ll keep this short for the moment and write more a little later...so have a great day.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday 18th march 2008
Spent a few peaceful afternoon hours in the garden. The sun was strong enough to my face blush and it imparted a glow that I can feel still in the dark evening. The birds are alive and tentatively exploring the feeders I placed around the garden. It doesn’t take long before they are free of fear and greedily feeding of the peanut suet. It is so incredibly peaceful despite the noise from the road. The marvellous human mind can tune out this type of background interference and focus on just the sounds of nature. Or I simply have selective hearing. I placed some compost over the potatoes, read the paper, ate a pie, yoghurt and a bag of cheese and onion crisps...bliss.
Tomorrow I will move some plants from the bog garden and begin to dig the pond out. That should be a nice job to complete in the spring sunshine. Everything is incredibly dappled this afternoon. We had a heavy mist this morning which burnt away in the sunshine leaving shafts of light slanting down through the bare branches of the trees. The shadows at this time of year are cast so long and reveal all the subtleties in the green shades. It was so incredible that I took a long, leisurely walk around the hill. Somebody has cut a small section of the fence at the bottom leaving a gap large enough for a dog or fox to get through and it certainly has as the ground is full of dig marks...the hole though looks like it was made some years ago. It will soon be time for a new fence I think.
It’s 3.30pm and the sun is beginning to dip away behind the pine trees at the top of the hill. I feel much calmer now than when I arrived. It has been my first real spring day of 2009 even though officially it does not start for another three days on Saturday (21st) tomorrow is forecast with warm sun from the get-go so I’ll be ready with everything I need to cook breakfast alfresco for me and Nick...can’t wait.
Spent a few peaceful afternoon hours in the garden. The sun was strong enough to my face blush and it imparted a glow that I can feel still in the dark evening. The birds are alive and tentatively exploring the feeders I placed around the garden. It doesn’t take long before they are free of fear and greedily feeding of the peanut suet. It is so incredibly peaceful despite the noise from the road. The marvellous human mind can tune out this type of background interference and focus on just the sounds of nature. Or I simply have selective hearing. I placed some compost over the potatoes, read the paper, ate a pie, yoghurt and a bag of cheese and onion crisps...bliss.
Tomorrow I will move some plants from the bog garden and begin to dig the pond out. That should be a nice job to complete in the spring sunshine. Everything is incredibly dappled this afternoon. We had a heavy mist this morning which burnt away in the sunshine leaving shafts of light slanting down through the bare branches of the trees. The shadows at this time of year are cast so long and reveal all the subtleties in the green shades. It was so incredible that I took a long, leisurely walk around the hill. Somebody has cut a small section of the fence at the bottom leaving a gap large enough for a dog or fox to get through and it certainly has as the ground is full of dig marks...the hole though looks like it was made some years ago. It will soon be time for a new fence I think.
It’s 3.30pm and the sun is beginning to dip away behind the pine trees at the top of the hill. I feel much calmer now than when I arrived. It has been my first real spring day of 2009 even though officially it does not start for another three days on Saturday (21st) tomorrow is forecast with warm sun from the get-go so I’ll be ready with everything I need to cook breakfast alfresco for me and Nick...can’t wait.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The spring sun warms me and feeds my soul like a spring rain on the budding forests. I am living in a green cell with only bars of dappled sunshine and laughter. Days alive to life as I sit on grassy banks holding council with nature and watching butterflies and swallows swoop and dive and feeling right there with them flying in the calm blue sky and though my love is strong and true if ever I should falter, ever would you be strong enough to hold me up high in the air for you are at my side forever.
Wed 18th March 2009
Mike says New Zealand was absolutely beautiful and now they have arrived in Melbourne. He has taken my small pc with him but cannot get it to work so no photos I’m afraid. Shame, but then to be expected really and I did wonder when he decided to take it. Technology is not really at the top of the list for any of the group.
I am taking a few days of (well a week actually) to relax and enjoy some of the sunshine we have been promise this week. The last two days have been balmy and mild and I shall enjoy sitting in the garden during the weekdays and going off exploring somewhere with Nick. While mike’s away have been rummaging in the attic and found some goodies to put on eBay. Currently selling 2 amplifiers from the early eighties Pioneer SA-8800 and SA-7800 which have lots of interest but as yet no offers of cold, hard cash. Today I am posting a cartridge (for playing records) to China.
Hopefully I shall lots of time to take some pictures this week and write a little more than normal. I think I shall begin a diary again. During my attic raid I came across several old diaries and journals and realised boy I was pretty prolific in the old pen and paper days and I need to get back to writing lots more. Whatever you’re doing have a lovely week.
Mike says New Zealand was absolutely beautiful and now they have arrived in Melbourne. He has taken my small pc with him but cannot get it to work so no photos I’m afraid. Shame, but then to be expected really and I did wonder when he decided to take it. Technology is not really at the top of the list for any of the group.
I am taking a few days of (well a week actually) to relax and enjoy some of the sunshine we have been promise this week. The last two days have been balmy and mild and I shall enjoy sitting in the garden during the weekdays and going off exploring somewhere with Nick. While mike’s away have been rummaging in the attic and found some goodies to put on eBay. Currently selling 2 amplifiers from the early eighties Pioneer SA-8800 and SA-7800 which have lots of interest but as yet no offers of cold, hard cash. Today I am posting a cartridge (for playing records) to China.
Hopefully I shall lots of time to take some pictures this week and write a little more than normal. I think I shall begin a diary again. During my attic raid I came across several old diaries and journals and realised boy I was pretty prolific in the old pen and paper days and I need to get back to writing lots more. Whatever you’re doing have a lovely week.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
It must be spring as the spiders have awoken and are now to be seen across the houses so I dug out some previous diary entries….I always hope it is the same spider. Probably because I wouldn’t want to think there are several that size wandering around the property.
For what do I see but ugliness and something that is alien? It sits and watches me with its brown hairy body and gangly legs and arms. This is my room and it has no right to be here and yet my compassion compels me let it stay for it is deserving of shelter on this wet and windy night. Just stay out of my bed.
Weather is dry but cool and Mr. Spider (the big one) keeps appearing in different rooms. I wonder where he is tonight. So long as it is not in my bedroom I don’t mind. I know he was in the kitchen by the fridge. Because while I was cooking I spied a daddy long legs dangling on a strand of cobweb and there was Mr. Spider advancing toward him. I rescued the daddy long legs and now Mr. Spider will probably come pay me a visit. You watch…or rather that’s what I’ll do.
Wow mister you should have seen the size of the spider that has just run across my bedroom carpet. It came out of the chimney and ran in two complete circles before climbing right into my bed. Boy, I hope that wasn’t an omen or anything. I talked to it for a while. Willing it to stay while I got Mike to catch it and put it out of the window. Made me feel a little better and it stayed put while it was captured in the large jug out of the bathroom. It was spooky almost like it didn’t want to be here and maybe just talking reassured it that I was harmless and just as eager for it to find its way home again. Or it means that I am quite mad…I wonder sometimes if they don’t understand a great deal more than we suppose.
For what do I see but ugliness and something that is alien? It sits and watches me with its brown hairy body and gangly legs and arms. This is my room and it has no right to be here and yet my compassion compels me let it stay for it is deserving of shelter on this wet and windy night. Just stay out of my bed.
Weather is dry but cool and Mr. Spider (the big one) keeps appearing in different rooms. I wonder where he is tonight. So long as it is not in my bedroom I don’t mind. I know he was in the kitchen by the fridge. Because while I was cooking I spied a daddy long legs dangling on a strand of cobweb and there was Mr. Spider advancing toward him. I rescued the daddy long legs and now Mr. Spider will probably come pay me a visit. You watch…or rather that’s what I’ll do.
Wow mister you should have seen the size of the spider that has just run across my bedroom carpet. It came out of the chimney and ran in two complete circles before climbing right into my bed. Boy, I hope that wasn’t an omen or anything. I talked to it for a while. Willing it to stay while I got Mike to catch it and put it out of the window. Made me feel a little better and it stayed put while it was captured in the large jug out of the bathroom. It was spooky almost like it didn’t want to be here and maybe just talking reassured it that I was harmless and just as eager for it to find its way home again. Or it means that I am quite mad…I wonder sometimes if they don’t understand a great deal more than we suppose.
Thursday 12th march 2009
Mike has set off to the southern hemisphere but the holiday didn’t go to plan. The cruise has been cancelled. The boat is in dry dock and they only told them 3 days before they were due for going. How disappointing is that? I think I would have been going mental but they patiently rearranged everything and are now going for just over 2 weeks flying Manchester-Singapore-Auckland-Melbourne-Sydney-Singapore and back to Manchester. I reckon they are just getting close to Singapore as I write. Have a lovely holiday and see you in 2 weeks.
I have another audit / assessment at work tomorrow but then hopefully (all going well) should get a little peace and quiet for a time. I plan to take a few days off next week myself with Nick so hope the weather is pleasantly spring-like, but who cares? I really need a rest. I plan to get some stuff out the attic and put it on eBay...have sold several things lately and it is a bit of a learning curve but I’m getting there. Don’t know what the plans are for the weekend but they definitely involve a glass of wine and something deliciously savoury. If I don’t get chance to post anything for the next few days it’s because I am relaxing.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Mike has set off to the southern hemisphere but the holiday didn’t go to plan. The cruise has been cancelled. The boat is in dry dock and they only told them 3 days before they were due for going. How disappointing is that? I think I would have been going mental but they patiently rearranged everything and are now going for just over 2 weeks flying Manchester-Singapore-Auckland-Melbourne-Sydney-Singapore and back to Manchester. I reckon they are just getting close to Singapore as I write. Have a lovely holiday and see you in 2 weeks.
I have another audit / assessment at work tomorrow but then hopefully (all going well) should get a little peace and quiet for a time. I plan to take a few days off next week myself with Nick so hope the weather is pleasantly spring-like, but who cares? I really need a rest. I plan to get some stuff out the attic and put it on eBay...have sold several things lately and it is a bit of a learning curve but I’m getting there. Don’t know what the plans are for the weekend but they definitely involve a glass of wine and something deliciously savoury. If I don’t get chance to post anything for the next few days it’s because I am relaxing.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Planted my potatoes tonight and took this picture of the full moon...it's not very good but i thought i'd share it. It's about time someone invented a camera thats sees the same as the eye. The moon to the eye looked so gorgeously full and yellowy bright but has become a distant blob in the photo.
Have a good evening
Have a good evening
10th mar 2008
It is 6.00 am and I just woke up and I can hear the birds singing which is wonderful because i can still hear it and it is a blessed start to the day. The first light rises at the window and I take some paper and write the first things that come into my head.
Music decays; transmutes to silence
So another dance stills and ends
The footwork retreats, partners untangle
Just one more to follow and then...
I can sit out the music for a time
Arcs of light increase
And snowflakes cease
Nature must awaken
The winter is taken
Why was never the question?
One may not change what is
Rather it was always when
Or so always now or then
Ever it should have been who
It is 6.00 am and I just woke up and I can hear the birds singing which is wonderful because i can still hear it and it is a blessed start to the day. The first light rises at the window and I take some paper and write the first things that come into my head.
Music decays; transmutes to silence
So another dance stills and ends
The footwork retreats, partners untangle
Just one more to follow and then...
I can sit out the music for a time
Arcs of light increase
And snowflakes cease
Nature must awaken
The winter is taken
Why was never the question?
One may not change what is
Rather it was always when
Or so always now or then
Ever it should have been who
Sunday, March 08, 2009
See what a difference a few years makes to a person....ha, ha. I could never be accused of always trying to present myself in the best light. Why it looks like the Darwen gypsy campsite complete with a rather swarthy looking member of the travellers. Well it was snowing quite heavily this morning. I burned the last of the wood and stood there listening to the sound of snowflakes sizzling on the side of the brazier like meteorites burning up in the atmosphere as they hit the metal and dissolved instantly. It was a rather cold and miserable morning and I got soaking wet as you can see. The highlight was Mr Toad watching from the undergrowth. Boy he was a friendly thing but with the warm fire I thought he might get too close so I put him in the pond. But if he was as wet and cold as I then perhaps he really needed a warm.
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