... and store them next to the little enamel bucket that holds the pegs.
Sunday, 31 July 2022
Friday, 29 July 2022
Wednesday, 27 July 2022
Especially for the person who asked when it was that I started blogging, it was back in 2008 with my shop blog 'Lavender's Blue ...' which was also the name of my tiny shop in Ulverston, Cumbria.
It was meant to mostly be about my little cat Archie as Shop Cat but he had other ideas, and it ended up being about the lavender and gifts that I sold, day to day shop life and the customers that came in.
The shop smelled deliciously fragrant, mostly as you would expect from Lavender but there were occasional forays into other essential oils and soaps.
We occasionally sold at Shows, this was the North Lonsdale Show just outside Ulverston.
But my heart was really in the shop, upstairs nicknamed 'Grannie's Attic' (because, yes ... I was already a granny back then) the lavender mixed nicely with new collectibles and pretty vintage bits and pieces, and my customers loved to climb the tiny staircase and rummage through baskets of lace and a rail of clothes.
And when we made the split second decision to start our new life in the country ... after a chat one day in the shop when Alan had brought me a cup of coffee from the coffee shop opposite and sat on the stairs drinking his while I drank mine ... and it was time to close the shop and move onto pastures new it all morphed very nicely into doing the monthly Farmers Markets in our new village setting.
If any of you think the fireplace looks a bit familiar, it might be as it has starred in quite a few of the older Midsomer Murder episodes as our village was frequently used as a location. Each time we see a repeat showing the hall and the fireplace I shout out 'there's MY fireplace'. 😄
The lavender goodies were popular and after a few months were joined by farm fresh eggs, and deliveries by Lovely Hubby of bags of manure, compost and worm tea.
Tuesday, 26 July 2022
I've been a blogger for so long that I'm used to having either my camera or phone to hand to snap various things that I suddenly have an idea that I might use for a blog post.
But sometimes the photos then live on the computer for quite a while, so when I look through the files for each month I wonder 'What on earth was I going to write about this?'
Oranges and Lemons anyone?
An obvious lunchtime sandwich containing perhaps salad and something!!
My favourite weed, now sporting lovely little delicate flowers.
I know what this is ... it was going to be a decluttering Before and After, but nothing left the house (or even the jug) so I guess it was just a This is How it Is. Not a very good spot the difference eh 😂
And the grand finale ... a loaf of bread!!
Nope, I have absolutely no idea what I was going to write about this ... answers on a postcard please. 😃
Gosh I write such eloquent and interesting blog posts ... occasionally!
Sunday, 24 July 2022
It felt a bit like a blast from the past moment the other day when I got back from the supermarket and unpacked my shopping. I had treated myself to a copy of Grow Your Own magazine, which as usual came with lots of free seeds and various offers.
I used to buy both this magazine and Kitchen Garden magazine regularly and got a subscription once or twice to take advantage of the great offers they used to do with so many seeds to start you off that I had them coming out of my ears ... well not quite literally, but almost! This particular edition came with five packs of seeds that I definintely wanted and could sow right now in my new long planter, so it seemed like a good purchase.
Friday, 22 July 2022
Wednesday, 20 July 2022
Just recently the world feels as though it is ramping up to something urgent, as though there's something we need to do and something that if we don't do it, will make us slide off into a sea of oblivion.
When what we actually need to do is slow down, take a breath, regroup our thoughts ... and relax.
I completely understand the large and small businesses need to be selling to us, needing to up their profits year on year just to stay afloat. Being an ex-shop owner and shop manager myself I know the need to grow your business by at least 10% year on year ... but when does it stop?
It stops for each of us when we decide to ignore the hype, the sales patter and the need to be 'like everyone else'. It stops when we are happy in our own skin, happy with our own homes and happy to walk the path that we want to walk.
This final declutter of mine that is ticking over slowly but surely is making me very thoughtful.
There is less to get rid of this time around. There is not the keep one get rid of the three spares mentality this time, mostly because there are no spares. Instead this final time it's more thought provoking, in a strange way it's deeper and more final. It makes me question why I bought the items, why I thought I needed them and how would my life be better or worse without them.
It's enjoyable in a very strange but satisfying way.
But the more I whittle away at what I have, the more the adverts that are everywhere jar my senses, annoy my head and hurt my heart. There is talk everywhere of the earth having limited resources and the need for us to change and then there are the adverts that tell us we need this and that.
Tuesday, 19 July 2022
A final word from Ginger ... "Where are my pigeon friends, they are due just about now?"
Elizabethd ... he hasn't rang the bell ... yet!! 😄
Saturday, 16 July 2022
I discovered that I am absolutely fascinated with bridges.
The stone they are made of, the worn well-trodden flights of stone steps beside some of them, the rickety fences and gates by others, and the cobbled towpaths that go beneath them all had me transfixed.
Luckily Alan was the designated Skipper and me in my position as 'Crew' could occasionally take my attention away from hazards ahead and relish the wildlife, the bridges and the green, green fields and magnificent trees that line the canal in so many places.