Heavy heart , dancing feet

Cerebral processing only gets so far with me.  Something of the mystery seems to be required before information/ knowledge of serious mention moves from the mind to the heart and on out through the soles of my feet.

A friend has died, second friend in a couple of months… maybe that age has now been reached.  Heavens only knows how family are coping but as a long distance friend this new normal is taking a while to properly register.

Pjs still on…dressing gown slung around ….stagger downstairs and slap on what is usually Radio Four . The Dancing Queen blares out across the kitchen and my still warm but now empty coffee cup almost lands in the sink.

Thank you.

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On a roll now….

  1. The garden is kinda sorta do able.
  2. The top end might be cleared before the bad weather sets in. However once that happens there’ll be no going there until March/April, the undergrowth is too bad and i don’t fancy broken limbs.
  3. Real Fires are a thing now 🙂
  4. Visitors are happening and we’re beginning to get the hang of inviting people into an area that we ourselves have barely got to grips with yet.
  5. Road trips are a thing, a glorious thing. Just back from four days much further up.
  6. We’ve found a way to get Most things into the house itself. The home we buy will either have to have Another Room…a Boarded out Loft….or outhouses with light and heating.

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Aaaand….it’s August!

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We’re settled here….have not quite sold there….but frankly could live here forever.

Only i do believe that our landlord has zero intention of ever selling this darling little home!

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So we continue doing what we set out to do, namely going through…yet again….our belongings and deciding…yet again….what we actually want to keep and what merely has a sentimental value but is past the emotional sell-by-date. Doing this check back there in a city was necessary, dragging ourselves through the debris (Yet Again!) is proving vital.

Helpful little sites like Ziffit / Zapper/ Music Magpie and We Buy Books have lessened the pain somewhat and having a handy little cheque to pay into a handy little bank account is proving Just the incentive that i need!

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In other news:

My half of our family went away, altogether, on a camping trip and survived; both physically and emotionally. It was rainy and there were a lot of us but overall it was a Very Good Experience.

We have too much clobber and more needs to go.

Our garden is proving worryingly unpredictable and yet utterly charming, in equal measure.

We are not yet decided exactly where we will end up. However we Do have a far clearer idea of How we will be living, once we reach wherever we end up.

I have a new camera…and as can be seen by the lack of any images here: i am not yet sorted with it! It will happen, in due course.

I would be everso grateful if someone could tel me how to stop spider plant leaves from getting messy at the tips? One plant is balanced in an old ceramic chimney pot/ vase thingy. Bt the rest are having to take their chances balanced on to of tottering piles of dishes and bowls. I fear that one day it ay all end in a shattering crash! Oh and two are popped on top of old whiskey cardboard tubes…. Sadly as this is not our Own home, i don’t feel able to have macrame hanging things…

OK…two washing loads finished…one still on the line…passersby can Be surprised. I’m not having wet laundry indoors.

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Luncheon calleth

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Contentment…continued….

Quick catch up of life:

  • Our garden continues to delight and entrance.
  • Sleeping better than ever before.
  • Still spending lots of time outside.
  • Occasionally there is a buzzard over the woods ( yet i am aware that others are not as appreciative…).
  • Passing horses have taken to leaving fabulous droppings either in the lane or on the road at the top of the lane…. Happy Days!
  • My mobile finally gave a last gasp and packed in. I now have a reconditioned one of the same sort of/ kind of variety as the one i had before. It should be easy to sort out and when i can drag myself away from (here or) the garden (!)…i will.
  • Our ancient and very wonderful cat finally took a one way trip to the vet. Not an easy decision, but as her quality of life had taken a dive ( from an already very low spot anyway…) it was the only humane thing to do.  Apparently she had something going on in her brain and it wasn’t going to get any better + she was blind. We’d already had two non-response episodes….sometimes she couldn’t take care of her own needs….and circling a room three times before attempting the door another three times isn’t great. On the plus side, she managed an escape attempt up the lane before being shepherded back by a burly fella being as polite to her as he would his great grandmother….she enjoyed sleeping in the sunshine….purring never went out of fashion….kept a great appetite…..she saw off two cheeky sparrows last week + leapt up onto a low wall (what?!) Our home is now quieter.
  • Just now as i finished off cutting back some ornamental grasses, as frog popped out and landed on my hand. Frogs are quite light in weight…….
  • Matters are moving forward decisively as far as selling our old home goes.
  • I Need to spend more time with an Ancient Parent…so now cat is no more, maybe i can?
  • It’s sunny still….excuse me, i need to go!
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Currently this little darling….plus three others (one is another northern marsh and two as yet unknown)…..is taking up lots of my brain activity!
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Spending LOTS of (most!) time outside….unless the pets have been up in the night that is. Cat is ancient and prone to noise and wandering, so she’s now been shut in the kitchen during the night. Dog had me up twice last night and today i didn’t even use a toaster. Much less actually go outside and garden

 

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Every Single Day……

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Today was the very welcome discovery of Hedge Woundwort on part of the margin our garden. So that little piece must be kept clear of the bush cutter, which is helpfully and very effectively doing exactly what it says on the tin. I kinda squinted at this plant, checked out the shape of leaves etc, but it was only once picked, that i knew we have a woundwort…that smell!
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The other day we found a clump of hardy geranium and frankly never was i so pleased to see some of this stuff, our garden is what is sometimes referred to as a field-garden. The ground here is v damp and in down season wet as well. But give it a couple of days of sunshine and the ground opens up, cracks wide enough to slip my hand in. Usual and ordinary plants just won’t get a chance here, unless we put in some raised beds. But it’s rental and is it really fair to change the garden in such a major way, when the next people might not want this? We think not. So we’ve decided to mow and clear…and hopefully when the darling home returns to the landlord, the garden will be in better shape than we received it. And we will be fitter!
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Attempting to keep the various helpful clumps of meadowsweet is proving interesting, Mr Kitchenish mows very effectively and with deep concentration. And so far the (much pointed out) meadowsweet has all been neatly mown. So imagine my surprise when himself informed me of the presence of orchids in our grass! And none have been mown!! Not one, but Two types of wild orchid have found their home in our garden and I am quite twitter-patted by this discovery…..
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A very odd looking plant thrust itself skywards but in spite of books on the subject, i was at a loss. Daughter helped…others offered possibilities….but it seems that we have a clump of Martagon Lillies.
Swoon……
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There is a hedge around most of the garden, but parts have either fallen into disrepair or been allowed to ‘lapse’.. There is a low wall, but that’s not enough for pets and previous tennants have installed an assortment of wire fencings. But wire fencing….in this area, looks naff. So having obtained permission, we will ensure that the wire fencing acts as a suitable support for a suitable series of hedging plants. So far three elms, two beeches and a honeysuckle gone in. There are various other pots of hedging plants waiting to be planted once the much dreaded ground elder roots are removed from a small enough area to allow planting. Various hedging plants over the years have gone in….and helpfully self seeded in the vicinity, so it’s just a question of filling in the gaps. We already have beech, sycamore and ash helpfully cut to size, loads of honeysuckle and type of hedging shrub that i really ought to identify soon and miles of ivy.
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The bush cuter initially required attention but newly serviced the blessed thing has started earning its keep. Goodness; the toads have ambled smartly into their holes and remained there, or waddled under the shed… whilst the frogs have either legged it towards the japonica or removed themselves to the far reaches of the garden. The wilderness is becoming tamed. Slowly and with less finesse than a gallon of weedkiller might manage. But, the change is noticeable. And pleasing.
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The advent of a ride-on mower provided an interesting start to mowing this amount of grass. But all was not what it was supposed to be. So in the words of Dear Zoo….it’s gone back. We will be getting another, but until then we have a self propelled push type and it’s doing very well indeed.
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But easily the largest change to our lives….well mine anyway…is the addition a family of tawny owls. They set up stall and start their chorusing around 10pm…..lull us to sleep until midnight, when i am acutely aware of silence. They return around 4am for a little trill before fluttering off…the whole family….and leaving us in peace. Only today it was pieces.
So i got up.
Himself appeared around 6am and asked if i felt alright. A sensible enough question , given my dislike of all thing Early.
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It was very peaceful sitting with a brew before 5am. The pets ignored me. The world was silent. I wonder if it will happen again tomorrow?
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aide-memoire

Well. Previous days have gone and if i can recall anything from them great, but if not then hopefully it all starts here.

I ended up screeching out of the kitchen door, having managed to carefully place a full mug of tea on the side but NOT having managed to stop myself from flinging the phone and some kind of long-horned beetle across the room + along the way upending a chair and the clothes airer. Upon sober inspection, the beetle was quite glorious but that’s not the point, is it? I first saw little parts of it out of the corner of my eye. Just stop. And consider those last few words for just one moment. I was sitting down…in the kitchen ..which meant that the beetle…yup. You’ve got it! Waaaay too close! So i flicked my hair and one outraged beetle ended up on my leg and waggled his legs at me. The rest is history.

Overhanging branches in the lane were lopped, so a few have ended up filling in gaps in the ‘hedge’ and the flowering ?cherry ones brought inside to stand in front of the fireplace. It looks fabulous.

I’d been waking up in the middle of the night for quite some while and couldn’t really work out why. According to Quadrille’s fabulous bird song book, it’s a family of Tawny owls. For a few nights i’d been closing and opening the windows which scared them off but their exit was very vocal indeed so i’m just living with my wonderful nocturnal choir.

Whilst uprooting a thistle, i had quite obviously not checked carefully enough as a shiny blue (large) beetle scurried up the nearby grass and waggled it’s legs at me. I carried on, so the beetle came much closer and carried on waggling. Left it to the thistle and will go back tonight.

Clearing the well established dock i (yet again!) didn’t check carefully enough and leaning down with face at ground level, brushed aside a clump of not-yet-gathered grass cuttings. An eye opened and closed; clump of grass cuttings was replaced smartly! Five minutes later i lifted it again. The eye opened again, closed and four legs were gathered closer to the toad’s round cosy body. The eye opened for a final time and i swear the toad said,
“Would you mind? thank you very much indeed”, as it sank down further into the moist grass cuttings.

There are some orchids growing in the garden, common spotted i think and hopefully not blind. Don’t like the look of them though….sure the leaves should be more rosette-like…Hmmmm. The toad and i shall keep an eye on things.

Whilst de-brambling the japonica an eye opened and there was a rush of greeny yellow as a young frog nipped into the middle of the bush. It sat tight, keeping an eye on me. We eyed each other, then got on with our lives….i clipped while it dozed.

We have some ancient beech hedge around the house that is partially maintained by someone else…and ….a low wall with fencing on top (that i originally didn’t like but now understand the reason for for). The wall and fencing also has Some hedging/ trees/ honeysuckle/ other plants in it. This needs adding to. We have already had one dog break Into our garden for a play with ours! i am almost certain that a fox was strolling through another part as well. THAT part has now been firmly blocked but something tried to get through the other night, i’ve blocked it again! the fox can jolly well go round and go through any number of far more easily available gaps on the Other side of our garden.

Apparently it’s going to be cold tonight so before the garden runs away with us completely….i’m back off outside….
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Drinking…apparently, far too much tea
Eating…..anything that can be prepared swiftly
Listening to….birdsong and tractors
Watching….things grow
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