Monthly Archives: August 2004

The heather is blooming in abundance. Surely it is early this year? And at the same time some of the spring flowers seem to be having a second flowering.

From John Donne At the round earth's imaginerd corners blowYour trumpets, angels, and arise, ariseFrom death, you numberless infinitiesOf souls, and to your scattered bodies go:All whom the flood did, and fire shall o'erthrow,All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies,Despair, … Continue reading →

OK I admit it. They are o­nly temporary.

For your information, I have not joined the blue rinse brigade. They are purple streaks.

How can they call it The Glorious Twelfth when what happens is that umpteen poor birds are slaughtered for sport? Still, at least this year it is so wet that tramping through the moor won't exactly be possible. Some of … Continue reading →

The Captain had a hair and beard trim yesterday. Trim is probably the wrong term. He was scalped. Amazingly it looks quite good and the price was excellent. The problem is that I cannot face having a number two myself, … Continue reading →

Dana is now home and installed and her step-family are away. She was a naughty dog this morning, (when there were too many cooks around) – but has been a model of good behaviour this afternoon. It is lovely to … Continue reading →

The house is being tidied in honour of the dog coming back home today after her holidays. Given that she sheds more hair than your average retriever, it is probably all a bit stupid. But it will be nice to … Continue reading →

I am still learning a lot about patience. In particular, how hard it is to be patient. When visiting older people I have often noted that they have a respect for the use of time. It is to be enjoyed … Continue reading →

For information and interest: cow dung does not wash away easily.