Wasn't she a beauty?
Monday, 18 October 2010
October..
October is a month of clear, cold, night skies, sprinkled with stars and frost touched early mornings which make us appreciate sunny days.
It's a month to enjoy delicious newly made bramble, plum and apple jams and jellies, not forgetting the delights of country walks.
It's a month of rustling drifts of fallen leaves and in my garden I have bright pink Nerines, known to many as Guernsey Lilies. They flower happily, tolerant of unpredictable weather.
We are over half way through this lovely month. November is just around the corner and I really don't know where the time has flown.
I love October and have fond memories of picking luscious ripe blackberries and eating quite a few.
Then my blackberry and apple jam bubbling quietly on the stove and making pounds and pounds of chutney.
I made up a lot of my chutney recipes and wrote them all in a book, with how much the ingredients made and any little comments I had. One day last year my daughter asked to see it and was filled with enthusiasm for chutney making. I gave her my recipe book and she was away, making some of my favourites which are quite delicious.
It's a month to enjoy delicious newly made bramble, plum and apple jams and jellies, not forgetting the delights of country walks.
It's a month of rustling drifts of fallen leaves and in my garden I have bright pink Nerines, known to many as Guernsey Lilies. They flower happily, tolerant of unpredictable weather.
We are over half way through this lovely month. November is just around the corner and I really don't know where the time has flown.
I love October and have fond memories of picking luscious ripe blackberries and eating quite a few.
Then my blackberry and apple jam bubbling quietly on the stove and making pounds and pounds of chutney.
I made up a lot of my chutney recipes and wrote them all in a book, with how much the ingredients made and any little comments I had. One day last year my daughter asked to see it and was filled with enthusiasm for chutney making. I gave her my recipe book and she was away, making some of my favourites which are quite delicious.
Sunday, 17 October 2010
The Helper..
Nothing's too much trouble as he moves about the place
With an earnest dedication that shows clearly on his face.
He's so enthusiastic in the things he's asked to do.
Complaints are non-existent as his eagerness shows through.
Although he's only five years old, to him the cause is just,
For helping his old grandad in the garden is a must!
J.M.Robertson
My Son...
I had a little fun yesterday. This is my son Stanley and his wife Jenny.
I showed them this picture and Jenny said ' Who took that?
Where were we?'
Stanley smiled knowing I had manipulated two pics he had sent me,
see below.
He said 'It's a wonder you didn't turn it into a SteamPunk picture.
I'd like to see myself in those goggles.....'
Well you know me, no sooner said.........
2 Top Hats...
So this is the final result.....
The divers helmet is supposed to be sitting on his shoulder.
He was a police diver and his Great Grandfather was a deep sea diver!
He is also a wonderful photographer, hence the old camera.
Saturday, 16 October 2010
My Angel Box..
Several years ago our WI had a small auction and I bought this
beautifully made wood cutlery box. It's quite heavy and large.
I padded inside the lid and lined the bottom.
Then I painted the angels, roses and swags in a sort of
decorative painted style with acrylic paints.
Sealed the outside for a little protection and there it is,
my Angel Box.
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