Monday, 18 November 2024

Words for weather

The weather report is threatening us with icy Arctic weather and I looked out of the bedroom window this morning to see what the day promised.
It was mizzeling, one of the many descriptive words used in the English language to describe weather. 'Misseling' is a Yorkshire term for a fine mist of rain, finer than drizzle. It sounds like a mixture of mist and drizzle. The day was 'soft', still, quiet, no wind and not especially cold. Not a particularily good day to be gardening. Leaves continue to fall
and the compost heap is already rather full.
I had a bit of a wander about outside because, although it was damp, it was really rather beautiful.
Every day a blackbird comes to eat the beauty bush berries. He looks very fine with his black feathers and orange beek amongst the purple berries. I've tried to get a photo of him but he obviously has one bright eye fixed on me because whenever I lift my arms to snap him off he flies.
I cleared the leaves from the front drive before conceding defeat, putting on a dry jacket and going to do the weekly shop. (And the kitchen, HURRAH, is once more, and more brightly so, mine, all mine!

Thursday, 14 November 2024

In the garden

It was a cold, crisp day yesterday with plenty of sunshine, something we haven't seen for quite a while. The workmen returned to paint the ceiling so I put on a warm jacket and spent a day in the garden sweeping and collecting fallen leaves.
My compost bin is now full to the brim with collected leaves but there are plenty more still to fall. At the weekend, while we were away, our neighbours had a tree surgeon take out some damaged branches from the oak that hangs over our house. I went up onto the flat section of our roof and removed four large bags of leaves and debris. The sunshine made the best of what autumn colour there is.
I stayed outside until the light began to fade and a full moon came into view beyond the neighbouring trees. What a lovely sight. I kept popping back outside to see if it had cleared the branches.
The last time I went outside I was surprised by a new sight, the light from the kitchen shining through the newly fitted Velux windows lightening up the side of the house.
(The cold weather meant that the first coat of paint didn't dry on the ceiling so the painter is back again today to finish off. I'm looking forward to reclaiming my kitchen!)

Monday, 11 November 2024

Weekend in Bath

We've had a weekend away from home, staying with a friend who lives in Bath. It is such a lovely city, we lived nearby for more than half a century and I miss it. It was calm, misty weather and we walked into town through the park where drifts of newly fallen and brightly coloured beech leaves were crisp underfoot.
The door to the Georgian garden was open so I took a look inside. It is rather a forlorn looking sight at the moment, not very impressive for a city that is labeled a winner of Britain in Bloom! It won't take much work to tidy it up. I shall expect better things by next spring!
Himself has work in the current exhibition at the Victoria Gallery so we went along to see how it was placed,
It's the annual open exhibition and I thought it very well hung, it is no easy matter to display a very mixed selection of work and have it look cohesive.
Bath is a great place for shopping. Unfortunately (or possibly not!) as we walked through town on Sunday morning one of my favourite shops was closed. All I could do was look at their window display and covet the net skirt!
We met up for a lively Sunday lunch with the book group. We have been members for about forty years. What a rowdy bunch - good company, good food and talk, it's always a lot of fun.

Monday, 4 November 2024

The story so far!

A dry day, cold but no wind, just the thing for having two holes put in our roof! This was the state of play first thing in the morning.
Yes, there is a large oak tree that overhangs our house from a neighbouring garden. And, yes, there are always plenty of leaves to clear. There is a tree preservation order on all the trees around us because we are in a conservation area of former woodland. (But the leaves make great compost.)
The kitchen was ready for action.
But in the early afternoon work stopped. What's this? It was because the main workman had fallen off a ladder. WHAT!!! Off he went to hospital to check whether he's broken any ribs. The cover is on. I hope it will be able to be removed tomorrow so that work can proceed.
Now that one of the windows has been put in place on the ceiling it looks rather small.
We are all scrunched up in a corner of the kitchen. it will be good when it's done! Hey ho.

Friday, 1 November 2024

Let there be light!

We've been in our present house now for two years and next week will see the start of what, we hope, will be our final alteration. The kitchen is awash with light fittings, five different sets of ceiling lights along with under, over and in cupboard lights. But I would like to be able to see what I'm doing in the kitchen without having to flick a switch. The eating and seating areas are fine with good sources of daylight, but the working end is gloomy, impossible to do anything without putting on the lights, certainly not the conditions in which to be yielding my extremely sharp cook's knife!
On the single storey part of the ceiling, seen below, we are going to have a couple of Velux windows fitted. I'm hoping they will throw some natural light into the working part of the room. I'm busy clearing cupboards ready for the workmen to swing into action on Monday morning!
A photo of the creel above the Aga, a great spot for airing the washing.
Happily the weather report for the week to come seems to be mild and dry. Phew, that's a relief! We've been to the beach this week in just that sort of weather, a quiet sea and no breeze, lovely to be out.
Probably because we have had no cold snap there doesn't seem to be so much autumn colour this year. Much of the garden is still quite green. I've planted all my bulbs in pots but kept them in the tiny greenhouse because there are so many squirrels about. I planted a row of peas on the allotment and an old codger (with the most fantastice plot) said, "the mice will love those!"
Just a bit of colour here and there.