Everyday life in a rickety old Scottish farmhouse with a very happy Polish Lowland Sheepdog. A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
This is life in the fast lane.
Winter has arrived. There's a chill easterly wind with just a hint of sleet blowing in on the air. The wheat that's been planted in the field facing the gate putting on a late spurt of growth.
As we head off we see a farmer already at work grubbing out the last of the sunflower stalks. The countryside being put to bed for the year.
The PONs are supercharged by the drop in temperatures. Sophie, who is usually a 'smell every flower sniff every tree trunk ' girl, races after her brother. They, ineptly but noisily, excavate mole hills. This is life in the fast lane.
Today the bakers has on display a lemon meringue pie, an Opera, what the young lady thinks might be an apricot mousse cake and an uninspiring banoffee pie.
'The Font' is still managing to get roses for the dinner table, although with the sharp drop in temperatures not for much longer.
Amazon deliver a package of books. They've put the books in a box that's too big, haven't put in enough padding and voila ! the box breaks as the heavy books rattle around inside it. The Post lady has done a good job of taping it up.
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How lovely still to have roses.
I am in awe of the Font in so many ways, but now, also, for gardening!
Thank you for your poetic description the other day about Venus. This morning, such a bright spot glowed behind the dew on the skylight. I'd seen the moon low on the horizon the night before and knew it was impossible for the moon to now be at that point in the sky. From another window I could see: Venus. I wouldn't have known but for you. I even called in my kid, somewhat with trepidation since the get-ready-for-school routine is timed to the second. "Wow!" my kid exclaimed, and, on being told it was Venus, "So cool!"
You made our day.
... I heve never known the Big Smile to underpack anything before. Guess there's a first for anything. Like apricot mousse cake. YAM xx
Bob I just want to give you a big kiss.
We agree - a big no to banoffee pie/cake. We agree that apricot mousse could be nice.
Another Venus viewer here. We've had many a cloudy morning lately with the predawn sky a blank slate, but for the past two mornings, she's been shining brightly, a welcome sight.
That must be a Herend vase holding those roses.
I still have that link for you to something you might want to post.
Thanks. Google + wouldn't connect. I'll try again.
Do you have my email address?
Was Michelle Obama's book in that box? I saw on the news this evening that her book sold 1.4 million this week.
But there's not much too inspiring at our bakeries this week, mostly pumpkin, apple and cherry pies, a must for a Thanksgiving feast.
In my experience Amazon puts tiny things in ridiculously huge packages. Interesting that they sometimes do the opposite.
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