Edited by Patricia Stammers, Tuesday, 25 Sep 2012, 19:59
Tesco deliver the groceries this afternoon. Mars ice - cream on the menu. I have been working hard in the garden though. Yanking out all the tired, Summer growth and muck spreading deserves a treat.
Actually, by muck spreading, I mean emptying compost bins, (one retired, kitchen bin and the other a small tub, used for zonal pelargoniums, last year), not a tractor and trailor job!
While out walking, recently, I saw a local farmer, driving along the lane, pulling a trailer load of hay. The load was piled so high, that whisps caught in the trees and left a golden trail on the verges. He looked so young and proud, I nearly cried!
Went to the library in Diss, yesterday to learn how to upload a photo onto a website. Visited St. Mary the Virgin, church and was greeted by a lady, offering me guide books. She carried, under one arm, a wooden lance, with a duster, like a giant swiss roll, stuck on the point. Apparently there is a service of ordination there next Sunday and she was after cobwebs. I was urged to attend!
Could not resist buying, an old hardback, copy of Kate Seredy's book, The Good Master. You should have seen me, lying in bed, at ten yesterday morning, weeping, when I came to the bit about cousin Kate, bravely turning the stampeding herd of horses. Oh...and the illustrations are hauntingly beautiful, to my mind.
Story time. I am writing a fiction about marriage. BFN
My favourite day! 25.9.2012
Tesco deliver the groceries this afternoon. Mars ice - cream on the menu. I have been working hard in the garden though. Yanking out all the tired, Summer growth and muck spreading deserves a treat.
Actually, by muck spreading, I mean emptying compost bins, (one retired, kitchen bin and the other a small tub, used for zonal pelargoniums, last year), not a tractor and trailor job!
While out walking, recently, I saw a local farmer, driving along the lane, pulling a trailer load of hay. The load was piled so high, that whisps caught in the trees and left a golden trail on the verges. He looked so young and proud, I nearly cried!
Went to the library in Diss, yesterday to learn how to upload a photo onto a website. Visited St. Mary the Virgin, church and was greeted by a lady, offering me guide books. She carried, under one arm, a wooden lance, with a duster, like a giant swiss roll, stuck on the point. Apparently there is a service of ordination there next Sunday and she was after cobwebs. I was urged to attend!
Could not resist buying, an old hardback, copy of Kate Seredy's book, The Good Master. You should have seen me, lying in bed, at ten yesterday morning, weeping, when I came to the bit about cousin Kate, bravely turning the stampeding herd of horses. Oh...and the illustrations are hauntingly beautiful, to my mind.
Story time. I am writing a fiction about marriage. BFN