Wednesday, 28 November 2018

This and that

Hellooo!  I'm just dipping in to say a quick hello before I rush off again - I don't know about you but at this time of year, it feels as if everything is suddenly gaining speed and hurtling towards Christmas at a great rate of knots - and it's not even December!  It's been a full moon this week and some people do think that makes the world (and it's inhabitants) a little crazy - what do you think?

Whether it's the moon or not, I think it must also be something to do with the shorter nights - by the time it reaches 4.30pm and it's pretty much dark, I'm wanting to snuggle up by the fire with my knitting, never mind make dinner and get on with jobs!  It's been wet and miserable here over the last couple of days, too, which hasn't helped, and my Instagram feed is full of the snow over in Canada which looks so lovely even though I know that such early snow is making life difficult.  It just looks so much prettier than the rain battering against the windows!

I've started feeding the birds again - I don't bother so much over the summer as I find that they don't come for the food as much but once it starts to get past the growing season then the birds are back.  We had an unexpected visitor at the end of the summer ...

Wednesday, 21 November 2018

Monthly Musing - November 2018 - Back to nature

“What’s this leaf, Mum?”

Small daughter and I were walking the dog and she’d picked a large leaf blown down by the Autumn winds.  Because I’ve spent years as a parent answering questions, it didn’t occur to her that I wouldn’t know – but in this case I actually did (it was from a horse chestnut tree).  From being young, I’ve always been interested in nature and have more than a few books to help me identify trees, wildflowers and animals that aren’t generally found in the garden.  It might be easier to look things up on the internet these days and I do that too, but I still love my books.

Despite my best efforts, neither of my girls have been particularly interested in naming the trees and flowers that we’ve passed on our walks over the years and this latest conversation with small daughter had me wondering why.  Is it because they’ve always known that I’ll have answer so they’ve not needed to (although often we’ve had to look something up when we got home), or perhaps they don’t have the time as there are so many more things to capture their attention – gone are the days when children’s TV was only on for an hour a day and after that you had to make your own entertainment – or maybe they are just not that bothered about it?  I’ve learnt not to worry too much about it as a lack of interest at a young age doesn’t mean that you won’t become interested later.  I re-trained as a gardener after big daughter had gone to school, fascinated by the same Latin names and soil structure information that would have left me cold only a few years earlier.  It’s never too late to learn something new.

Thursday, 15 November 2018

Catching up

The way it turned out, I ended up doing things last weekend that were completely different to what I had planned to do.  It just works out that way sometimes, doesn't it?

I went for an unscheduled walk with the dog on Saturday afternoon (I was supposed to be working in the garden) ...

Culcheth Linear Park is just lovely at this time of year.  The leaves have been spectacularly gorgeous and are lying inches deep on the path.  It's like walking through crunchy snow!  The dog doesn't really like leaves which is quite strange - he'll do his best to walk around them if we're walking on pavements - but he's always distracted by the interesting smells on these walks so I don't worry too much about bringing him.

Sunday, 11 November 2018

Remembrance Sunday

"Maybe silence is the language of remembrance ...
what matters is so much more than can be said."

Canon June Steventon
St Oswald's Church, Winwick

Thursday, 8 November 2018

Peak District Yarns visit

You might not guess from these pictures but it was actually quite a bright morning on Saturday when I left Winwick to drive over to Tideswell in the Peak District to visit Peak District Yarns!  As the road snaked higher and higher, so the cloud got lower and lower and by the time I stopped to take a quite photo of these sheep (there's always got to be a photo of sheep!), it was looking quite dull.

White sheep standing by a dry stone wall in a Derbyshire field

Not so dull that you couldn't see fields as far as the horizon, though.  It's a lovely drive and Tideswell isn't as far off the beaten track as you might expect as you pass sheep, cows, farms and more sheep, leaving the towns and suburbs miles behind.

Saturday, 3 November 2018

Winter beginnings

Wednesday night was Hallowe'en or Samhain (pronounced Sah-win) if you're more of the Celtic persuasion, a night when belief has it that the boundary between our world and the next can be more easily crossed, and according to Celtic tradition, a time that is half way between the Autumn and Winter solstices which marks an end to harvest and the beginning of Winter.  

For small daughter, this means pumpkins, dressing up and collecting her own bodyweight in sweeties.  I'm not so keen on the modern traditions that go with Hallowe'en although I really enjoyed Hallowe'en as a child.  I can remember bobbing for apples and running round the garden trying to scare my brother which seemed like great fun at the time, but trick or treating was always something that we read about children in America doing and didn't happen in our little village in England.  Small daughter isn't impressed with the idea of getting soaking wet to try to catch floating apples, so instead she goes out with her friends for what has become a fun evening in Winwick eating more sugar in one night than I would generally approve of.  I don't mind too much - she only goes to the houses of people who are expecting her, isn't out too late and thoroughly enjoys herself, but I'm not overly enthusiastic about it all.

To make up for being grumpy (or boo humbug, if you like!) about the whole thing, I bought her the biggest pumpkin that I could find at the farm shop and she had a wonderful time carving it out.  (That's something else that's changed - I had to make do with a swede and it wasn't nearly as easy to carve! 😀)

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