It’s a tight fit!

Posted on July 20, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Back yard, Blogging, Colour, Flowers, Gardening, Hanging baskets, Life, Overgrown, Plants, pots, Random, Sunshine, TreesLeave a comment

The yard is now so full of flowers you have to walk sideways down it to see all the plants and water them. There is a great variation in leaf size. I noticed my hubby has snuck in a couple of oOak trees and an Ash tree. I keep telling him we don’t need anymore. I have a friend with a large field. She has offered to take our walnut saplings and I think she will take these as well.

As the season continues more mad things appear! Hubby has put irises in hanging baskets and sunflowers to bring more colour into the yard. Morning glory seedlings will go out this week if the weather picks up a bit. Some of them have started to throw out tendrils that are clinging to the ferns in the bathroom.

Trifle dipping?

Posted on July 19, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blancmange, Blogging, Blueberries, Cherries, Cream, Food, Fridge, Jelly, Knicking, Random, Setting problems, Sweet, Tasty, TrifleLeave a comment

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Oh dear! My blancmange was too warm when I put it on top of the jelly. And I got extra thick cream which I over whipped. The whole thing is a delicious mess!

Now, trifle dipping, what is that? The act of knicking an extra spoonful of trifle after you’ve had your fair share! I’ve been known to slice a thin sliver off our Christmas trifle late at night. It is my favourite dessert.

Juxtaposed

Posted on July 19, 2020 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Book idea?, Broken, Can I illustrate this?, Cat, Dinosaur, Fun, Humour, Illustration, Jelly mold, Light, Paw, Poem, Poetry, Splat, TriceratopsLeave a comment

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Juxtaposed they sat

The jelly mold and the light

Till they got in a fight

The triceratops came off worst

The cat pounced

Paw out

Dinosaurs leg fell off

Juxtaposed in opposition

They growled

And snarled.

Only in the dark

The cats eyes sharp

Wobbled over to the triceratops

Whose battery had gone flat.

Batted it with a jelly paw

Splat!

Now he’s really flat!

Morning time.

Bin time

Sorry you can’t be glued.

Now jelly mold

Hangs it’s head in shame

Magnetised with a hook

To the fridge!

Morning glory seedlings

Posted on July 19, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Back yard, Bathroom, Blogging, Climbing plants, Fun, Gardening, Germinated, Morning glory, Plants, Seedlings, WarmthLeave a comment

Morning glory seedlings growing up in our bathroom. I’m amazed at how many germinated. Usually I only get a handful of seedlings. But this year it was warm for days when I put them in. It was warm for about a week. The packets directions said that they can take a few weeks to grow. Now I’m waiting for it to be properly warm again so I can get them outside. It’s been cool for a couple of weeks with rain and cold winds. But I want them out in the sun, growing gorgeous flowers.

Fog

Posted on July 18, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Fog, Grey, Mist, Moisture, Poem, Poetry, Warmth, WeatherLeave a comment

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Grey fog, thick mist

Cold and moist

Wet drops stifle

Beaded spiderweb

Stillness

Suddenly birdsong

Morning gathers

Sun breaks through

Soft and gleaming

Warmth gives strength

To the airs.

Masks

Posted on July 17, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Covid 19, Illness, Life, Random, Relatives, Take care, Thinking, Vaccine, Virus, Wash hands, Wear a mask2 Comments

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From Monday people will have to wear masks in shops here in England. That doesn’t bother me, me and my hubby have both been wearing face coverings of one thing or another since lockdown began.

What does bother me is the outcry against them. A Tory MP tore up his membership card because of it.

Now our Prime Minister is saying it could all be OK by Christmas!

This is after over 45000 deaths that have been attributed to Covid 19 since it arrived here.

I’ve had a couple of family members that have had it. One is still affected a couple of months later. They told me it’s nothing like a touch of flu. That it’s really bad, and they didn’t get it badly.

Now I’ve got one friend telling me it’s all fake, not real, all a conspiracy! Another said she wouldn’t have a vaccination or allow her daughter to have it. Why? Why would you put your granny, or uncle, or child at risk because you don’t believe in a virus? Why would you not wear a mask to protect others?

And why would you not take a vaccine if it was safe? When Edward Jenner came up with a vaccine for Smallpox maybe the people in his day were against it. But why now? How many people are alive today because they were vaccinated. In this age of Fake news we need to use our brains. Not believe the first thing that someone says on the Internet. We need to fact check maybe.

But most of all we need to be safe and wear a mask and wash our hands.

Carrier bags

Posted on July 17, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Austerity, Blogging, Carrier bags, Covid 19, Foodbanks, Help, Life, Peasants!, Poverty, Sad, Unfair, VolunteerLeave a comment

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I was asked to give some carrier bags to the local food bank today. I’m very bad at remembering to take bags with me when I go shopping and I didn’t want to throw them away to go in landfill.

I handed them over to a friend outside the local supermarket. She had started a couple of years ago getting almost out of date, unsold food, and dry goods. But as austerity had increased and now the devastating effect of covid 19,she has found herself getting food for people seven days a week! She is a volunteer and decided she must do something as the local Councillor is not at all helpful.

I asked her how she copes, she’s been ill recently, she says she just has to. She cannot give up on people.

I wish I had her commitment. All I did was hand over a few carrier bags. I have to ask why people are in this situation. How have we got to this. The sixth wealthiest country in the world? But cruel to people in poverty. Who are seen as useless and not worth the money. Another Councillor has called people from my city ‘peasants’ this week. Remind me to tug my forelock!

Fifteen year old sketchbook

Posted on July 17, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Drawing, Fifteen years ago, Ink, Memories, Past, Pencil, Portraits, Sketchbook, Sketching, Time4 Comments

I found an old sketchbook I used to take to a drawing group about 15years ago. I used to concentrate on portraits.

This was at a local pub and over a few years the group grew. It couldn’t last sadly as the pub closed down.

It was good to find these today. I need more sketchbooks though!

Sleep

Posted on July 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Asleep, Blogging, Counting sheep, Dreaming, Poem, Poetry, Random, Rest, Sleep, Tired4 Comments

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I must sleep

I must dream

Stay calm

Lay softly

Feel relaxed

Breathing deeply

Taking time

To rest quietly.

I must sleep

I need rest

I must find my dreamworld.

Will I rest

Or will it be another sleepless night?

I lie counting sheep.

When did I become captain sensible?

Posted on July 16, 2020July 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Caring, Hubby, Illness, Life, Living, Mental health, Sensible, Thought, Time6 Comments

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I’d like to be silly, daft, funny, have a laugh. But recently I’ve had to become, as my hubby calls me ‘ captain sensible’.

The thing is I’m his carer. I don’t like thinking about it but he has mental health issues and I have to keep a level head to keep him safe. But I don’t like it. I have to negotiate with him when he has manic ideas. I have to think through what he can do. I sometimes feel like a jailer. And yet I’m being sensible. I don’t think he should go and find a newt and put it in the pond, or buy another three bicycles to add to his collection of ten he already has. Or come home with another tree for our wooded garden. Some things are simple negotiation. Others are confusing. He buys ornaments we don’t need. He spends money in one particular shop on stuff that’s basically junk. But he’s happy. But they must see him coming… I worry about some of the things he declares he’s going to do. I won’t discuss them here. I can’t describe the anxiety he goes through every day, over things I would call trivial. I try and hold it all together and then live my life on top of that..

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