A Long Week Past

How I have just chuckled to myself

I have been meaning to sit and blog for some days now

But how time flies when you're having fun working!

It isn't the actual work that leaves me so drained

Rather the endless miles I have to travel

Ah well the bills get paid

And that is rather important

Young Henry has been visited

And

Accommodated (with his parents)

He has been given many cuddles

If only I could hold him in my arms forever

Telling him of all the fun we will have

And all the capers he is likely to get up to

Over at Grandma and Grumps' house!

He is growing already and I feel a little sad

That one day too soon he won't be content 

To lie in his Grandmas' arms

But for now he is and I am relishing this magical time

Now you'll have to excuse me I'm afraid

For upon making this blog

Blogsy became no longer available to me

And I am having to learn over on Blogger

Getting photos to where they are available to upload

Is not proving an easy task at the moment

Sometimes it seems as though they appear as if by magic

But mostly they refuse to waft through the air

And stay resolutely where they originated

I know our broadband is all but useless at the moment

Which is rather frustrating to say the least

And so my meagre offerings to you today 

A young Ashmead's Kernel apple tree harvest

And some rather scrumptious apple and cinnamon cakes

Warm from the Aga oven

Delicious!

I hope you will all forgive me

But these past few days I have been relaxing

By reading a blog from the beginning

A most enjoyable time I have had too...

Tales From Parsonage Cottage...

I am nearly caught up now

And feel I could quite happily pop in for a cup of tea

In their delightful home 

So all the blogs I usually delve into on a regular basis

Will be eagerly caught up with shortly!

Feisty cat is not happy

He is confined to the cottage

As the other day he nearly got run over by a speeding car

Why he felt the need to go out the front

And across the main road I cannot understand

We have a large rear garden

Which backs onto farmland

Plenty of hunting opportunity

And much much safer

Silly Feisty cat!

I have begun lighting the woodturner

To ward off the evenings' chill

It has the effect of making me sleepy

And that feeling of utter contentment

The lights are dimmed

Shoes off

Bliss

I fear I have missed the blackberry harvest

The local berries seemed to come in waves this year

The first flush being dry due to lack of moisture

Then nothing

Followed by fruits which when trying to pick them

Squished between fingers

But refused to part with the bramble

Not a pleasant feeling

There will not be copious amounts of 

Hedgerow cordial made this year

I have begun collecting rose hips

I adore the syrup which is such a chore to make

But worth it

Served with chilled lemonade

A real Winter treat

But again I need to forage for many more hips

To make a batch worthwhile of the effort

I have just popped the kettle on

A final cup of tea

Before a lengthy drive to the edge of the County

I have a couple of people to see

Before winding my way back home again

Home

A place to feel Happy

To be at One with Oneself

To feel Motherly in that you want to take care of it and the people who visit

And Evermore

You'd be content to live there for Evermore

Yes...that's my definition of HOME!

How lucky I am

I hope it will not be too long before time and enthusiasm coincide 

And I am able to write in this space again

Blessings J. x