COCO GROOMED TODAY
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*Well, as you can imagine, I've got several jobs lined up for today.*
*The list is long, so Stew can just take his pick! I will continue
pottering ar...
Moon River
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The *West Cheshire Hospital *in Chester was the old asylum. Before that it
was called *Diva*, the Roman word for the city. Essentially it comprised of
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Nature Friday - Lichen
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Lichens caught my eye while out walking this week. Here is a small
selection of what we found.
Smile....
Same scene with K9
Lichens are commonly re...
Photographing begonias.
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Poppies springing into bloom by the side of the farm track. Small
scatterings of scarlet for as far as the eye can see. The poppies have a
brief but 'ele...
Around the vineyard
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Above left is the tractor path that runs along our back hedges and gate.
On the left also is the plum tree (dark red leaves) that I planted there
years ag...
Pool life
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I probably say the same thing every year, but pool ownership isn't all
sipping Pimms, and lounging amidst bikini-clad beauties. There are plenty
of do...
Reduce, reuse, and repair
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They’re the three mottos I try to live by.
After finishing the quilt top
I had a pile of scraps that were a good size for a practice scrappy quilt
as ...
Storm
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After 3 days of rain we are due for some sun. Yesterday morning B woke me
up early to help him in the backyard. Apparently we had a storm overnight
th...
A Kansas Song For Our Times.
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Regular blog readers will know that I am a big fan of American Prog Rock
band Kansas.
I have often mentioned that I finally got to see them in Warsaw in...
It sucks getting old
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I have spent the largest portion of my life healthy and unconcerned about
any problems related to my health. At 73, I thought I was doing quite well,
bu...
Hello June
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June Days are upon us.
Heat and humidity are now a daily occurrence, followed by cooling,
nightly pop-up storms.
The songbirds are raising their second c...
WHAT WE HAVE BEEN UP TO:
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We were lucky with the walk on Monday which was on the Boardwalk at A.H.
Reed Park
Tuesday, Doug went back to his Art Class for the first time since his...
Friday morning thoughts
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A while ago, one of my very good friends here in Blogland asked me how my
English, which was so bad at first, improved so much. I told him that I
learn ...
Books 4-8
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Double Agent by Jack Mars
At the outset of the Cold War, in the ruins of postwar Europe, rookie CIA
Agent Tyler Wolf must navigate a precarious partners...
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 ...
Blessed Pascha ~ Happy Easter!
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Our kouvouklion this year. We had to do it after one service and hurry up
to finish before the next one began. We were vacuuming and sweeping as
peop...
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...
Sunday, February 23,2025
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Here are some pictures taken today. I finally got out for a much needed
walk around the little village. There are now vertical snow walls sliced
o...
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...
Now, stop it, just stop it Linda!
ReplyDeleteFrom a cool, wet and windy place in the far north .....
It's blowing a gale where we are now . But not cool or wet. Sorry 😐
Delete😎 It's alright for some. Imagine being able to go the beach everyday and the sun is always shining?
ReplyDeleteThe sun is shining that's for sure. Thank goodness it hasn't got that fierce heat it had a few weeks ago. The water is cool . But not too cool
DeleteSaronic Gulf has so much to recommend it in any season.
ReplyDeleteI love those winter sands where no foot has trodden .
DeleteBlue skies even in winter.
ReplyDeleteThere is just something about a deserted beach. Bliss
Blue skies and a still blue sea. Peaceful
DeleteIt looks so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteIn winter it is. Summer it's just noisy
DeleteEmpty beaches are my idea of heaven.
ReplyDeleteMine too !!
DeleteBeautiful beach photos.
ReplyDeleteIt's a nice Sandy beach. Not many on the island. Some are stoney
DeleteOur beach here will now be very different from a couple of weeks ago. Fur coats instead of bikinis.
ReplyDeleteIt should be warm enough for short sleeves till November here
DeleteBeautiful and serene.
ReplyDelete~Jo
The winter beaches are lovely . Summer beaches are full of life
DeleteYou're so fortunate to live so near, it's lovely feeling the sand between the toes.
ReplyDeleteAnd dip toes in the water, no matter how cold
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