An interesting chat with the super smart Los Angeles folk. They are already weighing up the coming battle between Bidens age and Trumps character. As we talk Sophie dozes with her chin on my left foot but as soon as the Zoom call is over she's off across the courtyard and into the middle of the field that leads down to the shore. She skips. Another wonderful day is starting.
Down on the sand Sophie chases a gull. The gull flies off. Sophie, ineptly, gives chase. Her hunting skills might improve if she went in the same direction as her prey. Her howls of delight are also sub-optimal for a predator. She's lost in the moment. The problem about being lost in the moment is that the family diva finds herself further out in the water than is perhaps wise. She plods slowly and a little unsurely back to dry land. Words of encouragement are shouted out. The word 'treats' gets her moving more quickly.
Safely ashore Angus is given a ' I'm safe - No thanks to you' look that makes it plain what she thinks of his mentoring skills.
This morning we head off to the little cafe by the church. We rarely go here as it's busy in all weathers with students. Today we have the place to ourselves. It is peak exam time.
In the window of the hardware store an underwhelming display of coronation merchandise. A metal tray, a tea caddy , a 'God Save the King' tea towel and a variety of etched glasses fail to tickle this shoppers fancy.
At the garden centre three rocks for £15. I am left speechless. Perhaps I should go down to the beach with a wheelbarrow. I could sell 3 bigger rocks for £10 and corner the market.
The fancy art gallery setting up their new summer exhibition. The summer exhibition is always a great hit with golfers wanting to take something home to remind them of their trip. The gallery is big on canvases that will fit inside a suitcase or the overhead luggage bin.
10 comments:
A perfect picture of a plod!
Selling rocks in Scotland has to be like selling ice in Greenland, there is a rather narrow demand curve, and an overwhelming supply. I have started buying tiny ceramic bowls when we travel, they are easy to transport home.
That picture of wet, glaring Sophie made me laugh out loud.
Hari OM
Sorry, Sophie dear, but the otters are the ones to make me "squee" this morning! YAM xx
Someone at the fancy art gallery has a good head for business. As for the £15 rocks, what can one say? (On Thursday this week I purchased some azalea plants from delightful place, the Cottage Garden Nursery, hidden away down a drive a mile or so north of Inverewe Gardens. The website states that it is a nursery NOT a garden centre, thus no gift shop or cafe. It's a quiet haven of greenery selling west coast weather resilient plants at very reasonable prices. And no rocks. Highly recommended!
Cheers, Gail.
'Create and transform with inspirational rockery' - who could resist?
'Treats' is a great call - works for cats, too.
Life is good...happy Saturday!
Sophie has perfected her look of reproach. I'm sure her good spirits - and opinion of Angus - were quickly restored by the promised treats.
Sophie can hardly complain if the word "treats" was uttered as encouragement.
It would take more than three rocks to provide an inspirational rockery in my garden.
Underwhelming just about sums up the display of Coronation merchandise. Memorabilia from the last Coronation are now collectables and command a high price. Difficult to see this doing the same, but Charles won't reign for more than 70 years.
Darling girl. We understand!!!
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