Monday, 22 July 2013
Friday, 19 July 2013
The view from the rug
The blanket came from Melin Tregwynt -
one for each of the children's beds.
I remember bringing this tree,
Gleditsia Sunburst, back from the nursery
in the boot of my car.
The old teak bench sat in the backyard of my childhood home.
It seems to be indestructible.
It seems to be indestructible.
The book on the bench is
Queuing for Beginners -
the story of daily life from breakfast to bedtime
by Joe Moran.
Thursday, 18 July 2013
The view from the swingseat
Spot the difference.
Midday today was perhaps not the best time
to prepare Delia's Roasted Vegetables
or Nigel's Roasted Tomato soup.
Gas mark 9 (475º F) for over an hour
to add to the 30ºC (86ºF) outside?
(That's hotter than Mumbai.)
Utter folly.
Monday, 15 July 2013
St Swithin's Day
The 15th July is St Swithin's Day.
St Swithin's Day, if thou dost rain,
For forty days it will remain.
St Swithin's Day, if thou be fair,
For forty days t'will rain nae mair.
St Swithin was the Bishop of Winchester in the
ninth century. He was a kind and humble man.
When he died he asked to be buried outside his church
so that his grave would be trodden on by the feet
of passers-by, and he would receive
the raindrops from the eaves.
The story is that when the monks wished to move his body
many years later, it rained so hard
for forty days that they gave up the idea.
It was pretty fair today,
so I'd say we're in for the
nae mair rain for forty days forecast.
The ceremony of swan-upping takes place in July.
The swan-markers (wearing special uniforms)
row up the Thames from London Bridge
to Henley, collecting all the swans
and marking the beaks of cygnets.*
* All information from
Something to Do. Never far from my side.
You turn your back for five minutes
While we were away
having a jolly time here in North Yorkshire,
riding on the North York Moors railway,
climbing up to the Bridestones,
visiting Castle Howard,
( where they were filming Death Comes to Pemberley),
the neighbours did this
to this.
We used to call it the apartment tree
because so many birds used it on different floors.
Well they've all been evicted.
I do see that it must have deprived someone of light
but it looks ridiculous now.
I hope they finish the job.
Monday, 8 July 2013
Azores High
What is the Azores High?
It is a semi-permanent anticyclonic region;
part of a belt of subtropical anticyclones
on the northern hemisphere.
Movement of the system poleward in summer
has a major impact on the climate of Europe.
When the pressure centre shifts towards 30ºN
across the Iberian peninsula, a ridge might build as far as
the south-eastern UK.
(That's where you are my dear.)
(That's where you are my dear.)
This is when the typical mid to late summer heatwaves arrive,
with very hot temperatures and persistent dry weather.
The temperatures can easily climb to 30ºC, 90ºF.*
But it is a feature that has been missing from
the past few summers.
But it is a feature that has been missing from
the past few summers.
I see. And what should I do when it arrives?
Why then you should seek cool and pleasant places.
Perhaps the White Garden at Sissinghurst
before the crowds arrive.
and a willing oarsman.
For this is the stuff that memorable summers are made of.
*Information gleaned from weatheronline.co.uk
*Information gleaned from weatheronline.co.uk
Labels:
flowers,
frivolity,
gracious living,
river,
stuff,
summer,
sunlight,
vita sackville -west,
yay
Sunday, 7 July 2013
Silly grin
all over my face.
No pics,
and nothing else to say
on this glorious hot
Wimbledon winning day.
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
The Secret Drawer
My thanks to Cornflower for pointing me in the direction
of this competition.
I'm not a 'comper' but this one caught my imagination.
The green velvet in the main compartment
of Aunty Mary's vanity box
has faded
but the secret drawer, only recently discovered,
has preserved its deep viridian.
This isn't the shade I would choose to have matched
as my bespoke Farrow & Ball paint.
It would have to be this one.
Monday, 1 July 2013
At last
Out in the summer garden
on the last day of June
at Great Dixter,
looking for shade!
Labels:
flowers,
miracles,
not our cat,
One Fine Day,
shadows,
summer,
yay
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