I have two boys for two days! Mark and Tom-Tom (Tom). Two excellent, multi skilled, chaps from the Estate staff. My long list of jobs is swiftly getting shorter. Furniture has been moved…….
Patios swept and cleaned. Lawns cut a edges trimmed…………………………..
And my green man fountain, which has been languishing in the workshop for well over a year is, at last, fitted (but not yet spouting).
I think the chaps like working over here. I just can’t help playing the mother hen, clucking around, and feeding them, – can’t have their blood-sugar getting low!
And for tea………………
I had very productive day yesterday. I worked on little Charlie’s quilt intending to just join a few squares, then I got quite carried away and finished it.
Anna, Charlie’s mum, is not keen on bright colours, so I went for muted neutrals with just a splash of colour here and there. I find it very refreshing……………
I’ve also started on the front of a ‘beginner’s’ version of Valbonne. The colours inspired by the anemones and hyacinths in my garden.
The sleeves and back will be plain brown, don’t want anyone blinded!
Tonight I shall begin the ‘intermediate’ version. I shall choose, pale ‘classy’ colours, or maybe blues of different hues.
My very early walk this morning was quite disappointing, it was so misty that I could hardly make anything out (that’s right, contact lenses in the wrong eyes – again!). Although I do see what Turner meant when he refused to wear glasses when his eyesight faded; he said he preferred the world through his own failing eyes. My world did indeed take on gentler, softer, calmer hues.
The Hawthorn buds are just breaking through; I love the acrid green; within the week it will have faded to that duller green that heralds summer;
And two silly Mallards have decided to build a nest in the winter barley, miles from the lakes. Ducks are such hopeless parents, they lose their children almost on a daily basis. Ducks obviously can’t count, otherwise they’d notice the odd duckling left here and the odd two ducklings left there. A couple will quite often begin with a brood of twelve or fourteen and are lucky to rear one or two.
My flour (Spelt) has just arrived. So off I go now, to make bread………………….
If it’s awful I’m sure the ducks will help me out!