Some of you have asked are we missing France ? No. We've been so busy we haven't had a second to miss anything. In a very real sense this part of Scotland is similar to the depths of France profonde. Endless skies, few people and slow moving tractors holding up the traffic. So far the weather has been clement with the exception of the day when the removal men arrived when it poured .
On our last walk yesterday we saw three young deer playing down on the seashore. That's the first time I've ever seen deer by the water. This morning Angus and Sophie are up and about at that time of the day when the sun rises and turns everything gold, then red, then orange. I'd forgotten how magical northern light is. Sophie finds a dead fish .
We're still sleeping in the wee house even though it's a thirty five minute drive from St.Andrews. The bed from Paris is supposedly en route. When it shows up we'll move. Calls to the bed showroom aren't answered presumably because they are all away on vacation.The Parisian company makes mattresses that are rock solid on one side ( for Angus who would happily sleep on the floor ) and 'pamperingly soft ' for 'The Font' who wouldn't. I am preparing for the worst. My last conversation with the young man in charge of shipping was brought to a halt when he informed me that Paris to London was easy but it was difficult getting to Scotland because the ferries from England were all full. I have an awful feeling he may have sent the bed to Iceland.
Builders, electricians, plumbers, insurance assessors all in the diary for next week. Let's hope the bed delivery company appears in our schedule as well.
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I just knew Sophie would find a dead fish on the beach sooner or later (and probably sooner). What price a rotting seal carcass next?
Hari OM
...does Angus realise that dual-core mattresses are easily purchased within the bounds of Britain??? And I have been known to take to the floor of hotels where the mattresses have been far too soft! YAM xx
What a nice room. Lovely soft colours and great windows.
Things are really moving forward a pace.
The aroma of the oyster catchers must have been a very bright new light indeed for Sophie.
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A dead fish and Oyster Catchers, those must be a first for Sophie.
You've done extremely well for just three days unpacking, even if you haven't put plugs on all the electrical appliances. In the last photo there's a very nice lamp base presumably waiting in line for a plug and shade.
If the bed has gone so far astray, some Icelander will be very happy! Not to worry Angus, British TV abounds with over-long adverts for dual core mattresses.
We are sure that you can't wait to make your new home your own, and sleep in your new bed.
Sounds like you are making good progress, Sophie will be happy as long as she has her flock, long walks, naps and treats.
Your completed living room is wonderful. The beams on the ceiling and the wall-to-wall windows are lovely. This is a delightfully cozy room in which to read and daydream.
Is that the sea just outside the windows? What a wonderful room from which to observe the elements outside during bad weather!
I envy your windows and water view. Before we moved from Sausalito, California, where we lived on the water, to Reston, Virginia, where we did not, I wondered how it would feel not to see water everyday.... It was so much a part of our lives.
Catching up on the past week’s post has been a real delight. The grand beauty of the sea and grain fields is breathtaking and the glimpse of the new house very pleasing. Sophie looks beside herself with joy, as well she might. I can almost feel the cool sea breezes. May your days continue to bring felicitous discoveries and may any complications be swiftly resolved. (And my heart and curiosity continue to return to a little village in France.)
What a wonderful home you are making in Scotland! Your living room has that cozy and collected look that is timeless.
I, too (like Stephanie), find myself thinking of the people in your little French village. I especially wonder how the Old Farmer is doing..... It's interesting how so many of us grew close to the characters in your stories.
Magic is in the eye of the beholder. Yours is the northern light; Sophie's is the find of a dead fish. May you have many, many more.
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