Its nice to be back, I’ve missed writing and putting my thoughts and deeds to paper, but things got a bit crazy busy and then I had a big bout of illness which was a little bit too close to a serious lung infection for my liking. I’m much better now, just in the recovery section of the illness, not really getting around as much as I should as I still feel a little rough and am clearing my airways, but it is all going in the right direction and that is all any of us can ever hope for.
What has been going on?, just domesticity really. Getting things ready for winter, the chimney has been swept and I have a full bunker of smokeless coal and a collection of scented candles. I have finally finished putting a full bar together as the boys slowly but surely over the years managed to drink all of the malt whisky and anything else they could get their hands on. It is good to have a fully stocked bar again, one to dip into on a cold winters night when a nip of rum or brandy is just what is needed to ease the joints as they gently toast before glowing embers. I quite like having lots of choice on what to drink, my tea cabinet has been added to over the last few months, it now varies from the most delicate of white teas to the sultry darkness of flavourful assams.
Photographically I haven’t done so well. Mid summer was just hell trying to shoot wildlife, I just couldn’t take any more horsefly or mosquito bites, so I gave it a rest for a month or so while I recovered. As the temperature drops and the leaves change colour I can feel the call of the wild, it won’t be long before I am back fully togged up in hand knitted jumpers enjoying bright autumn and winter days again.
Knitting wise I am still battling against a frozen shoulder, but a jumper is slowly appearing from the needles and might just be finished before the end of October. And then I have a big request to finish hubbys jumper which I must do, as well as turn up three pairs of wool trousers for him. One should never marry a seamstress or tailor, it is very similar to the saying ‘the cobblers children are worst shod’, one never quite gets around to doing those necessary sewing jobs.
So, let the domesticity, photography, mini adventures and cookery commence.
2 thoughts on “And she is back in the room.”
Tickled pink..or white like the feather that you are back writing and posting.
Greetings from the other side of the globe! Been following you for a few years now and I was a bit worried when you hadn’t posted for a bit. Glad you’re back! 🙂