Summer?....
10th
April 2019 (Wednesday)
.... 10.00 My word .... this could be
summer! We have a cracker of a morning at the Centre
of the Universe.... sunny and warm after
an early morning frost. It was -2c in
Ivy garden at one point in time.
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| Crackin' mornin' for playin' on the beach! |
The
beach was inspiring this morning.... now I have the urge to do something
artistic; but .... I’ll do some lopping
in the garden instead. I need to fill
the ‘broon’ bucket.
20.30 This has been a lovely day ... 14c in the
shelter of Ivy garden; where I spent the
day working; yes .... physically doing
things, albeit slowly. The ‘broon’
bucket is full of lopped cotoneaster branches. By this time I was in full flow... and
started painting the garden table and chairs.
I’ve done the underside and legs of the table. A few years ago I’d have done all the work
I’ve done today in a couple of hours;
but, although it takes a lot longer to do things, the contented feeling I
get from a job well done remains the same.
Maybe I should ‘work’ mair
often!
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| .... the other end of the beach. |
I
missed a phone call from George when I was out in the garden: he was phoning to remind me that today was ‘Friendship
Lunch’ day. I’d forgotten that it was
Wednesday; all I knew was that it was a
gorgeous day and I felt like doing something.
Sadly, by the time I found George’s message it was too late to go to the
Kirk Hall. I made myself a sandwich
and had a ‘lonely’ Friendship Lunch in ‘The Hutte’. George came along, on his bike, in the
afternoon and told me what I’d missed.
We had a cuppa and discussed various topics .... including how sore my
muscles could be tomorrow.
My
plan for ‘ra morra’ is to do some more painting .... I should be able to cope with painting. The weather forecast is good and, if I’m in
the mood, I’ll finish painting the table, and make a start on the Hutte.
Oh
I nearly forgot; I got the bike sorted,
ready for a turn round the village soon;
once the roads are less busy.
The villages are very popular on days such as this, both with holiday makers
living in the villages, and day trippers coming for a day on the beach.
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| .... and the Firth of Forth. |
