Normal blogging will resume tomorrow... maybe.
Ang sent me a link to this today...
'Too darn hot' from Kiss Me Kate on Broadway.
I hope they had air conditioning on stage!
Normal blogging will resume tomorrow... maybe.
Ang sent me a link to this today...
'Too darn hot' from Kiss Me Kate on Broadway.
I hope they had air conditioning on stage!
We met up with our son and daughter about 45 mins drive away. That meant going over the top of the South Downs, which meant seeing the beautiful view across the valley towards Amberley. Sadly I don't have any photographs...
But I do have a sketch of a very similar view, from Ditchingly Beacon as opposed to Bury Hill (Summer 2021)
Do you know this version of the popular hymn 'All things bright and beautiful' composed by John Rutter?
(I've pinched the blog title from Ang!)
I remember visiting Porthcurno in Cornwall, on the beach below the Minack open-air theatre and seeing the curiously small and insignificant hut where the huge, vital trans-world undersea cables came in;
Oh my, this brought back memories of watching a play as the sun set into the sea, a fishing boat slowly making it's way across the horizon...
The sea really was this colour, the sand really is golden....
The hut is at the head of the beach. We trudged up the sand to see the massive tarry cables emerge up through the floor, and continue to the office (now a museum) at the top.
But I digress. It wasn't that sort of cable...
I was momentarily baffled that she had only sent one photograph of the squares in the write-up, but she had created two the same. I love tracing the paths of the different strands in cable knitting.
It's a nice shade of green, very soft wool with good stitch definition so the cable really stands out.
The flat gift is an interesting guide to a textile exhibition she went to at Blickling Hall with fascinating pictures and information.
I sent her a square from one of my favourite patterns for knitted squares;
but I used self-striping yarn and let it do its thing. Two ends to sew in instead of many.
I've kept the pale square and sent Ang the darker one; it looked a little neater.
Finally, another flashmob. Clearly a setup, but still brilliant. The 'flute' player, Michel Tirabosco, is amazing.
Yesterday we did a quick round trip - Aldi, to leave a box of books that I'm selling back to World of Books in the in-post lockers, and the British Heart Foundation to leave four bags of bric-a-brac and other stuff - some books WoB wouldn't take, a couple of school bags (when did I stop teaching? when did my daughter leave school?) and oddments of china. Gone, gone, gone!
I've another box of books ready to go to WoB now. That will make six boxes and bags to charity by the end of June, so I'm back on track for the 'two boxes a month' New Year Resolution.
It occurred to me that the money I get back on the books could go some way to feeding my own book-buying...
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Today was a cardiology appointment (all's well, no changes) and I had found out that there was a Little Free Library near the clinic premises. So we detoured there as it was on my list of places to visit, with a couple more Wob rejects and a Judi Dench biography to leave as a swap. Or just leave.
But we were out of luck;
It had been taken down on 9th June for repairs. Ah well, I'll put the books in the next charity shop bag.
In view if the possibility of building work starting perhaps maybe at the end of the month, we're getting a bit more focused on clearing the garden, moving plants and pots and ornaments down to a place of safety at the bottom of the garden.
Today Vicky-the-gardener came, and as she is bound and determined to rescue a rose, we cleared the space around it so she could try and extract it from its spot in the patio.
BB went out to help... I joined just in time to see him do a sudden backwards roll down off the patio steps, waving the main stem of the rose in both hands and scattering earth from the rootball. Judging by the 'ow' it wasn't a soft landing... fingers crossed he won't be too sore tomorrow.
Vicky has replanted the rose. We'll just have to see if it survives.
Meanwhile I've quite a few of the flowers and buds in a vase to enjoy.
We were trying to fathom out how to arrange the steps down from what will be the new patio, without encroaching on the garden. Tricky, as the patio is only 2m deep from house to garden, and because of the slope of the ground the garden edge of the patio will be about 45 cm above ground level.