Live From The Hammock

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Anonymous said…

Lovely video - love your commentary. It's nice to hear your voice. Our garden is still not recovered from our onslaught this weekend - it's looking better than it has in years just by that little effort. We shall continue - we might end up with a productive and lovely space after we have removed all the stuff that does not belong in a garden. Onward.

KJ

24 March 2020 at 19:53

Denise said…

Onward indeed, KJ. I’m getting a huge sense of satisfaction seeing the progress being made in our garden at the moment. Still lots to do but plenty of time in which to do it! I hope you are keeping well.

25 March 2020 at 06:15

Vera said…

How nice to be sitting in a hammock and surveying your garden in the sunshine, at the same time as making a video so we can share in your pleasure and plans.
Thanks. x

25 March 2020 at 10:08

Denise said…

My way of ‘Keep Calm and Carry On’, Vera.

25 March 2020 at 16:27

Anonymous said…

Thanks for asking - we are fine - it's week 3 of working from home, second week of lock down. Schools just extended the distance learning until May 1st. I doubt they will open again this school year. A colleague, who has family there, just informed me that Wuhan has lifted their lock down - 2 months after they started. This will be an exercise in keeping calm and carry on for sure. Gardening/knitting/reading etc. will be key to see us through this I am sure!
KJ

25 March 2020 at 20:38

Denise said…

KJ - glad you are all well and sounding chipper! Take one day at a time. It’s all we can do. Everything will be okay in the end.

27 March 2020 at 07:43

The Frosted Dawn Enigma

The decorators are in at the moment. Stairs and landing. Given my previous history of 'Hoo Ha Occurring on Stairs ' - reference the Trapped Under the Sofa Incident and the Foot Wedged Between Bookcase and Stair Rise Debacle - I thought it wise to pay for professionals to decorate the stairs and landing rather than get myself in a mix with ladder and plank combinations and achieve the Magic Three of staircase accidents. The decorators are a father and son combo who go by the names of Craig and David. This automatically causes me entertainment. 'Came in on a Monday, prepped, filled and undercoated, back on Thursday, first top coating, by Friday finishing touches...' Okay, not as frisky or well-scanned as the original song, but you get where I'm coming from. Anyway, before they started the job Craig asked what colour I wanted for the walls. 'Same colour as the downstairs walls, please,' said I. 'Dulux Frosted Dawn.' And then white for ...

Day 1 - Decisions Are Made Beyond the Author's Control.

‘Well,’ I say, looking at the expectant faces gathered around the huge table in the Great Dining Hall of Much Malarkey Manor, ‘I didn’t think it was going to happen this year, but it is!’ There is a sharp intake of breath as everyone wonders of what I speak. I’ve been muttering about all sorts recently, and I’m not talking liquorice here either. ‘The Much Malarkey Manor Annual and Traditional Christmas Story!’ I say, and wait for the expulsed air of relief to settle before I continue. ‘I thought we had done it all. I thought we had covered every Christmas story there was. I’ve been wracking my brains for a full two months now, trying to come up with something we haven’t done before and then it hit me! We haven’t done a version of one of the Great Christmas Films of Yore!’ ‘Your what?’ says Mrs Slocombe, who is more interested in the selection of pastries I have brought to this breakfast meeting, because that is what one does, isn’t it? Eat pastries at breakfast...

Sun Puddles

A few weeks ago, I met up with a dear friend for a meditation and healing afternoon, both of us being light workers on the spirit pathway. It did me good to re-engage in a bit of focused energy channelling (because I have let my practice slip somewhat) and during the afternoon the words ‘sun puddles’ popped into my head. Now, I know this wasn’t my human brain thinking these words because I have never heard the phrase before; when I arrived home, I looked it up and said to myself, ‘Aaah, you mean sun spots!’ This is a sun puddle... ...there! That thing that Flora is lying on. No, not the sofa - the warm patch of sunshine on the sofa. Here are Flora and Bambino sharing a sun puddle... This proves that no matter how much they scrap with each other and try to denude each other of fur all over my rugs, they secretly share a mutual and fond admiration. I think. And here is Bambino on a sun puddle that has come to rest on my legs... It’s his casual, ‘I’m so cool’ pose. Metaphorically coo...

Oh, My Days!

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