Inondations
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Yesterday morning I went to the supermarket on the other side of the river
from our house.
That involves driving along the river road to the old bridge in ...
Taping pylons and Shanghai laughter.
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At first light a village spaniel comes towards us. He's nonchalantly
bounding along the top of the stone field walls. This gives him a great
view of the ...
French Foxes
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Since we've been back in Brighton (after last Summer) we have had numerous
covert visitors to our French house.
Mostly they are night visitors, but some...
Keeping busy
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I’ve decided that I’m watching to many reports of heinous crimes committed
by deranged demons.
I took more of those jellies last night and even though ...
Soft Noses
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I’ve done self care things today and took an annual leave day from work
I walked over to the ponies and breathed up their soft noses for an age.
They smel...
CAN I GET IT FIXED?
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*GOOD MORNING... I'm expecting the painter again today. *
*It will be interesting to see how much he gets done by end of day.*
*While he works, I'm off to t...
Medical update
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Went to the doctor to get results of the tests I took in NP a while back.
When the nurse did the usual tests of pulse and bp, they were off the
charts ...
YESTERDAY'S WALK
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I posted my photos straight from my phone before writing the blog and they
have gone on back to front. Never mind. It was another hot day so I had
orga...
Talking In Their Sleep
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"You think I am dead,"
The apple tree said,
"Because I have never a leaf to show -
Because I stoop,
And my branches droop,
And the dull gray mosses over ...
The silence before what?
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I'm scared. It's coming in waves. It's been a few weeks or more, and every
headline is even scarier. We're like puppets on a string, dependent on the
de...
It's a bit COLD
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I thought I would quickly pop back here for an update. We are having
another good old fashioned winter again. LOTS of snow in "southwestern
Ontario" wit...
From the 50s to the 20s......
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This photo is from a party my friend held at her beautiful home ~ we all
knew each other from work. Not long that after this party she and her
husban...
Books 25-30
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Let Her Go by Willow Rose
A missing five-year-old girl is the key to unlocking a detective’s
terrifying past…
When Detective Billie Ann Wilde receives ...
Xmas decorations
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Greymouth has 3 main streets in town. On the way home from work at night
I've been stopping to take photos of some of the shop window decorations.
It'...
A Birthday Present.
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I reached the grand old age of 62 last Friday. Like that great English
folk singer Sandy Denny once sang:
"Who knows where the time goes?"
I received ...
Quince, Life, and Puppy Dog Tales
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The season of mellow mists inevitably means that I suddenly have a deep
desire to store food in the form of jams, pickles and syrups. It also
means that...
Friday prayers
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Look at sales figures, origins, annual reports, statements from company
chairmen; become armchair investors and see what you would do yourself,
annual ...
Aoteaora's first Maori police woman
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Evelyn Mete Kingi was born Evelyn Owen in Moerewa and has been described as
a woman of resilience and character.
She was born in 1922 and joined the thir...
Farewell My Friends
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After blogging for nearly six years, I have decided to retire. Blogging
filled an empty spot in my life after losing my husband, but that has
changed...
Japandi Bedroom Makeover
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*Do you want a break from politics and British summer weather? Read on...*
“Another mural? Are you pulling my leg?”
Colin was back last month to decor...
Catching up!
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Oh dear, nearly six months since I last posted a blog. It is not that I
have been bothered to write to you. Oh no. It is because words have been
absent ...
Professing !
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Actual professing.
There are times when every learned person has the duty of stepping up to
the line and of explaining the intricacies of life from the...
Internal Garden Monologue
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If you had told me 5 years ago, I would be sitting in a house, at a table
over looking a front garden in Scotland, I would have laughed my socks
off. I...
A Note of Sadness
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One of the problems about getting so involved with these m/s recipe books
is that I feel as though I almost know the women who wrote them. I can see
how th...
We get amazing sunsets looking at our bay like your photo. Wish I could paint them.
ReplyDeleteMy granddaughter caught the sun just in the right position
DeleteLove spectacular sunsets. Sunrises too.
ReplyDeleteSo pretty
We don't see these sunsets up in the hills. It's lovely that she took a photo and sent it
DeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteIt's stunning
DeleteYou live in a beautiful part of the world.
ReplyDeleteYes, you're right. But you live in a beautiful part of the world too
DeleteWe look out over rain clouds, accompanied by the sound of a raging sea.
ReplyDeleteThese last few days have been cold but sunny. Rain today then 18o and sunny till after Xmas.
ReplyDeleteSome people have all the luck. Right place Right time!
ReplyDeleteAnd with phone charged and in hand!
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