Unchanged and unchanging.
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The forecast says it's 9 degrees but adds that in the wind it will feel
more like - 2. This may explain why on the walk down to the old Course we
don't p...
C'est quoi comme plante ?
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I don't know what plant this is that's growing and flowering in our hedge
near the back gate.
If you recognize it, let me know.
Making it someone else's problem!
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I don't get into town much these days even though the main shopping area is
only a few hundred yards away. Brighton is also quite 'hilly', which I find
...
WILL IT BE TODAY?
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*Well... I am hoping like hell we get to use the driveway extension today!*
*'W' did say it would be either this afternoon, or tomorrow morning.*
*I si...
Like you do
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Don’t get me started
We only get post around once a week now.
Of course it’s all unofficial but after a straw poll of villagers was taken
I have come to t...
Color Comes To Town
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I know that spring is upon us, when the Redbud trees start giving out their
beautiful lavender-pink buds.
The redbud is a tree that is valued far more tha...
Friday funday
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The girls arrive as usual and grandma was ready
The morning went really well, as it usually does
Georgia had a bottle and went to bed. Perfect
She o...
Everglades
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Scully here - reporting on waterborne expeditions. They aren't as good as
going for long walks but I refuse to be left behind; even if it does mean I
ha...
UPDATE TWO
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A couple of weeks ago my stepson came up for a few days and, while he was
here, we went over to Matakohe to the Kauri Museum. The first photo is a
"sli...
Another day
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It doesn't get any easier. You don't get used to it. But in real time the
adrenaline is doing its thing and I always arrive at the shelter first. A
six-...
Awatuna Stores Ltd
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This little closed-up store, just down the road from where I live now,
caught my attention very early in my Taranaki adventures. It is, like so
many aban...
Finally done with the embroidered jacket!......
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Yay! Finally done. I thought about taking it over to my friend, but since
I have a haircut on the 10th, I figured I would save the gas and take it ...
Books 31-36
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Tango one by Stephen Leather
In different parts of London, three recruits prepare for their first day at
the Metropolitan Police's training centre at H...
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...
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...
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