Time out

I know have not been blogging with my usual enthusiasm recently.  I have lost the ability to write anything of interest.  I feel that I have said it all before - my creative juices have dried up altogether.

I crave solitude and time to just "be".   I need to recharge my creative and spiritual batteries and so am taking time out for a bit. 

Not sure where my path will lead me...

.... but hope it will be as calming and refreshing as these paths we walked last week whilst making the most of the Spring sunshine.

I hope you will bear with me and be waiting for me when I eventually return refreshed and full of new ideas and with the ability to put them into words again.

Meanwhile I wish you all a lovely weekend (in spite of the chilly damp weather we are now experiencing here!)

A day at the seaside

On Thursday we decided to take ourselves off for the day - we felt the need of a bit of a holiday after the winter.  Want to come along and see where we went - it's been a while since I took you on an outing hasn't it?  Some of you may remember that back in September we took the Jurassic Coast bus along the coast to Beer see here.  This time we decided to go in the opposite direction and go to Weymouth which a friend had told me had been spruced up and was looking fresh and bright probably in readiness for the Olympics.

We drove to West Bay, a 45 minute or so drive through beautiful Somerset and Dorset countryside where the banks were sprinkled with primroses and here and there a swathe of cheerful, sunny yellow daffodils nodded as we passed.  It all looked lovely with the sun shining on it.  Having made good time we parked and had a while to wait so we decided to have a cup of coffee which we took sitting at the table outside in the sunshine at Sladers Yard.

The bus ride was a most enjoyable hour - made all the more enjoyable as it was free to us oldies on production of our bus passes (long may they continue!)  We passed through quintessential English villages where the yellow stone cottages - some with their thatched roofs - slumbered in the early spring sunshine.  The roads were never intended for double decker buses though and the thatch was often very close to the windows of the bus!  I love being able to look into people's gardens from the upper deck of the bus and the views along the way were stunning - wonderful green countryside, fields filled with plump wooly sheep some with little lambs and in some places we had the sea to one side with the sun glistening on it and in others it could only be glimpsed between the hills.

I must admit that I didn't think Weymouth looked much different although there were signs of painting being done in readiness for the summer season.  I loved this pretty wrought iron work on the shelters along the front which had been freshly painted - maybe you remember the photo I took of two old dears sitting in one of these back here?

We wandered round to the harbour and this beautiful ship was moored there, along with many more workaday boats used for fishing by the look of them, ....

...here it is seen from the other side of the harbour - it is apparently used by Adventure under Sail a charity which claims to enhance young people's lives do check out the link as it shows the ship in full sail which is fabulous!

I love this side of Weymouth which is a far cry from the beach with its Punch and Judy, donkey rides and so on - not that any of that was in evidence on Thursday of course but just wait till the school holidays and the summer months in particular!  We had lunch in a little cafe just round the corner from these lovely buildings and then decided to wander over to the Nothe Gardens the Fort was not open but the gardens are a peaceful little oasis with birds singing, flowers in bloom and squirrels so tame I thought one might run up my leg as it let me get so close to it and eyed me with its beady eyes (not like the ones here in our garden which scamper away when we venture out through the back door)

These photos may give you an idea of the calm, peaceful nature of the place now although if it has a fort I guess it wasn't always so!

By the time we had wandred round the gardens and back into the town we had time for a cup of tea in Marks and Spencer before it was time to get the bus back to West Bay - as they run only every two hours we didn't want to miss it!  These bright cheery little flowers were outside the Pavillion.

The return journey was every bit as pleasant as the outward one and this is a picture looking back towards Chesil Beach - pity the bus windows needed a clean though!  We drove back in the early evening having had a very pleasant day out and are planning to go again and to do a walk from Weymouth to Portland where the Sailing Olympics are to take place.  I haven't been to Portland since I went on a teaching practice visit back in the 1960s when it was freezing cold and very windy there and my memory of it is of a dreary grey place and I want to see if it's really like that.


Thank you for all you kind comments on my earlier posts - I am gradually getting round to visiting you all again.

Getting back to Normal here.

Where have the weeks gone?  I feel as if my world has been turned upside down like one of those little snow balloons and only now is it beginning to settle! 

It was wonderful to see our wanderer after almost two years of course but naturally we all had a lot of adjustments to make.  It had been nearly 10 years since we had all lived together so arriving here jobless and homeless to live with her elderly parents who have become set in their ways which are definitely not her ways has not been easy for her and consequently not for us either!

Luck was on her side though and she soon found work and has been going off to her new job since last Thursday 1st March.  It is dealing with business travel for the biggest local employer here so in this instance her time spent traveling together with her years spent working for a large company in Canary Wharf stood her in good stead! 

I think she will be on the lookout for somewhere of her own to rent as soon as she receives her first month's wages and then we will all breathe more easily no doubt!  And I have no doubt she will eventually find a way to move back to London which she feels is "home".

We haven't been told very much about her time away although I was asked if this T-shirt would go in the washing machine or need hand washing as the colour runs and when I asked was told she had ridden this road - I checked out the website and am glad I didn't know what she was doing at the time!

 We have seen a few photos including her sand surfing somewhere which looked fun but she is not very forthcoming - takes after her father and his family in that respect!  So I am not much wiser than before - perhaps just as well?!

We turned out the compost "hive" on Friday and discovered this beautifully crafted nest inside - seems a bit big for a field mouse being about 7 or 8 inches in diameter - luckily no babies inside.  Compost which was usable has now been dug into the veggie plot and the rest put back into the hive to cook a bit more but we did put a sheet of wire mesh in the bottom this time to prevent any further squatters!

Added to the upheaval of having a permanent extra in the house our computer finally became even slower than before and the Computer Doctor was called in.  He spent ages checking out this and that and eventually it was taken to the "hospital" for a transplant - a new hard drive was called for apparently.  It came back a day or so later having made a rapid recovery.  I might even be able to watch videos now Lesley!!  So, sorry that I haven't been visiting much lately - hopefully normal service will be resumed soon!

My Prayers were answered!

The forecast freezing rain and black ice didn't materialise and my wanderer arrived safely at 1.30 last night.  Will be off-line for a while now whilst we catch up with her news!

Thanks for all your lovely comments on my previous post.

Apron strings - what apron strings?!

Image from Google

About 30 years ago I decided to join a group of other mothers for a game of badminton at the local sports centre which had a creche in which we would be able to leave our babies all about 8 or 9 months old at the time.  After our game we retrieved our children and mine was distraught and wouldn't let me out of her sight - I couldn't even go to the toilet without her crawling after me!  So I told the other mums that I wouldn't be going next time as it was obvious to me that my first priority was to be with my child.  "Oh but you must leave her in the creche" said one of them "If you don't she will be tied to your apron strings for ever".  "Well so be it", I thought and for once I had the courage of my convictions even though when they were handing out maternal qualities I must have been looking the other way as I usually felt totally at sea and never had a clue what I was "supposed" to be doing, but this I did know if my daughter needed me near then that was where I would be.

Now 30 years later I am looking forward to seeing that child again after almost 2 years as my wanderer returns.  I am so proud of her independent spirit and remember the day 23 months ago when we waved her off on her journey to the other side of the world alone.  It was one of the hardest things I have ever done to encourage her to go when at the last minute she suffered from cold feet.  "You will always regret not giving it a go" said I whilst inside I was thinking "Stay here with Mummy"!!!    She has worked in hotels and bars in different places in Australia and even done some work on a cattle station where she looked after 3 children under 5 (she has never had the slightest interest in babies or small children - wonder where she got that from?!) .  She spent a couple of months traveling in South America with some girl she met on her travels, Christmas and the New Year in Thailand with another crowd of friends made along the way, traveled to Sumatra and from there to Malaysia on her own, she has had to be resourceful, independent, courageous and to use her own initiative all qualities which I hope will add to her CV rather than looking as if she has been bumming about doing nothing.  She will surely have a memory filled with different experiences both good and bad, a whole host of new friends made along the way and when she is old and sitting in her rocking chair I hope she will look back on these months and be glad she went.

I can't wait to see how she has changed - for such a once in a lifetime experience must surely have taught her many lessons.   Her flight arrives at Gatwick tomorrow evening - Sod's Law of course that she's picked the coldest spell in ages for her return - she tells me she was able to swap some of her summer things with another girl who had winter clothes ready for a trip to China but whose plans had gone awry.  She was off to buy something warmer than flip flops for her feet last I heard!  Now all I can do is pray that the forecast snow doesn't arrive before she gets here as she is hiring a car from the airport and driving here alone - she wouldn't let us go and meet her.

Apron strings eh?  I doubt you could find a more independent young woman even though I opted out of the badminton games!!
 

Voila!

It's finished!  I can't tell you how proud I am to have actually made a patchwork quilt  - albeit a small lap quilt - I knew I must be able to do it but somehow I also knew I couldn't!

It certainly wouldn't win any prizes but it was made, as it says on the label, "With Love" and it's backed with soft fleece for a cosy cuddle which I am hoping will go some way towards keeping my wanderer warm on her return from sunnier climes!. (the photo makes the fleece look grey but it is a soft pale chocolate colour in reality!)

In the end I quilted it by knotting ties having attempted to stitch by hand "in the ditch",  I also tried hand stitching a quarter of an inch inside alternate squares but I could see it would take me far too long.  I toyed with the idea of sewing a small button on each corner of the squares but it might not have been so cuddly with little hard buttons all over it so I unpicked the stitching and resorted to ties - not sure I like the effect but it does the job and having done each with a surgeons' knot I am hopeful it won't all come undone! My fingers are sore from so much stitching - it was quite hard getting six strands of embroidery thread through the joins - and although I tried wearing a thimble I found that more trouble than it was worth.  I don't think I will be going in for patchwork in a big way though and think I was right and it isn't my metier!! And I am hoping she won't request a double bed sized one as if so I'll have to say "No way!"

Having resolved to use up some of my stash of fabrics and being pleased to have made the quilt and used up some of the fabrics I had I met up with some friends on Thursday for another day of scrapbooking and they passed on to me a bag of fabrics!  I will certainly be able to make good use of them but it doesn't reduce my stash any!!

I think we must live in a micro climate here as having had a bitterly cold but dry few days we had some snow yesterday afternoon which had turned to rain as we went to bed.  This morning we woke to birdsong and sunshine and not a snowflake nor an ice crystal to be seen.  I got some washing out - wouldn't have been able to stand out there long enough without gloves yesterday and it would have frozen rather than dried of course - the sun was quite warm on my back as I pegged it up and this afternoon I have fetched most of it in dry and it's now ironed and in the airing cupboard.  Meanwhile I hear that flights from Heathrow have been cancelled and there are warnings of icy conditions on the roads and pictures of children sledging elsewhere but here the temperature is 10 degrees higher than on Friday and stands at a positively balmy 5 degrees!  I am not complaining though.

In the market at Sherborne yesterday I bought a few snowdrops in the green but wondered how I would be able to plant them as the ground was so frozen and left them in our unheated conservatory overnight - needn't have worried - they are snugly tucked in here and there in the garden where I notice their cousins are already poking through along with some primroses.

Thank you for all your kind comments on my previous post - every one much appreciated.

Looking up!

 Where does the time go - it's been almost two weeks since my last post!

Whilst I have been away from blogging I have been out and about - firstly I had a day out with a friend here last week.

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The sun caught the windows on the west front of Salisbury Cathedral turning them to gold although that doesn't really show up in my photo.

 As we wandered round I looked up and my eye caught these little gems - aren't they fabulous?

And the detail in the carving on the columns too.

This is the roof of the almshouse in the Cathedral Close isn't it beautiful?

Yesterday we went up to London to meet up with some friends over from France and though the wind was very cold we were lucky to have a bright and dry day - apart from one very brief shower in the afternoon.

Flower stall outside the Underground where we met.

London has some amazing architecture if one looks up though you do need to keep an eye on the pavement in front too as with the numerous works taking place - maybe in readiness for the Olympics? - you could easily break your neck!

This is the church of Notre Dame de France near Leicester Square which another friend had suggested might be of interest to our French friends whom we were meeting.  I hadn't known it existed before and it was a real oasis of peace and quiet inside after the noise of the city.

 The Church was built originally as a panoramic playhouse which explains it's unusual round design and became the French Catholic Church in London in 1865 but was bombed out in 1940 and almost entirely rebuilt in 1955 when the artist Jean Cocteau was commissioned to decorate the Chapelle de Saint Sacrement - his work is a depiction of the annunciation - see  here

But what really struck me was the beautiful tapestry above the altar which reminded me of the tapestries I saw when I visited an exhibition of work by Dom Robert in Aubusson with the ladies of the patchwork group I belonged to in France.  It turns out that this tapestry is in fact one of Dom Roberts works too.  I was allowed to take a photo but as it didn't come out too well in the dim lighting I bought this postcard instead.

After lunch in what turned out to be a not very wonderful pub - we did though have time to sit and chat with our friends - even if the food wasn't that brilliant - we decided to go to the National Gallery -  looking up I noticed this wonderful rainbow just after the short shower we had.

Situated alongside one side of Trafalgar Square

With St Martins in the Field almost next door it was a stunning building.

I hadn't ever visited it before and being the art philistine that I am wasn't expecting to enjoy a visit here that much, it being our friends who suggested it.  Well never mind the paintings - I was blown away by the building itself - sadly no photos were allowed and I didn't get time to see if there were any postcards showing the details in the shop before we left. Am I the only person who could visit this gallery and see some of the most wonderful art work in the world and be struck not by the paintings but by the beautiful mosaics on the floor, the wonderful gold and coloured painted columns and ceilings, the fabulous fabic wall coverings the glass, the ....?!!  Oh and the perfume of two enormous vases of lilies in the front entrance.  I did so wish I had been able to take some photos as nowhere on the web have I found any images to show you what I mean.  You must go and visit for yourselves.  One series of paintings did take my fancy though and that was the Mariage a la Mode paintings by Hogarth  done in the mid 1700s and which tell a story of a marriage and its problems when the wife takes a lover and were full of amusing details.  My French friend and I agreed it was a sort of 18th century bande dessinee - a genre popular in France and which we might call comic or graphic novels perhaps.

Just look at that sky!  See it isn't always raining in England after all!  We left our friends as dusk was falling and made our way back to Hammersmith for the bus home as always wishing we had had longer and planning to go again soon.

Earlier in the week I had received a package from Louise - we had agreed to exchange magazines and this was what was in my pretty jiffy bag.  It is a lovely magazine filled with ideas I will want to have a go at....

...and along with my magazine she had sent the lovely little red quilt shown in the photo above  and which hangs well with the navy one which came from America too at Christmas time.

Louise had suggested it might go in the back of my cupboard!  Not at all - it is lovely and it hangs on the side of my cupboard Louise and will be enjoyed by all.  Many thanks.

I am also looking up this week because I finally got the results of my retinal scan done back in November and it is all normal.  The problem has more or less resolved itself and it seems it was nothing to worry about though my glasses seem to have been underprescribed - I mention no names but it seems going to the cheaper chains is not to be recommended!   I will now need new glasses but have otherwise been discharged.  Thanks for your concern.

For those of you who commented on the fingerless mitts and shawl on my last post I have posted the patterns on a separate page which you can access by clicking on Patterns in the section headed Extra Pages at the top right side bar.