Now don't fret you good folks....today being the Summer Solstice I'm referring obviously to the battle betwix the Holly and Oak Kings...
Unfortunately I have not been able to do quite what I had envisioned on this special day due to having the boys for an extra day this week. Same again tomorrow Grandma!
Three days later...
And thus life continues apace here at Little Winter...precious little time for writing a blog post let alone an interesting one...today however there are no builders on site making noises or requesting supplies or drinks, or plasters or pain relief...concrete blocks can do some damage if they come in contact with a balding head!
So breathe...well until I have to head for work this afternoon anyway. I had hoped to pick up an easier shift in the day centre yesterday, however it ended up not opening so my bosses requested that I swop shift to later today...a not so restful experience but with the building costs rising I had little choice but to opt in.
I know I am not alone in having a blogging malaise about me...I really love to write, but for that you have to be in the mood, it takes an awful lof of energy to put your soul onto paper or screen and it's energy that has been sadly lacking here of late.
Our cottage can now only be described as filthy and uncared for...well not uncared for but I am worrying that they are doing all this building work and I won't have the energy or drive at the end to make it a cosy home. All I see at the moment is mess and an endless stream of bills. Having the children an extra day this week really tired me out and it will be the same next week as youngest daughter tested positive for Covid...how we're not sure, she had had two weeks at home and returned to work for only 3 days. In her holiday she was picking elderflowers and making cordial. Whether it has come via her partner who knows, but they are both repeatedly testing negative on their LFT tests...very frustrating.
Today has dawned overcast and for once I am almost thankful...when it is so lovely outside I don't want to be in at all. I have a few things I can do from the comfort of the sofa with feet raised before work. Those feet will be put to good use later I can guarantee!
The hedgerows and waysides are blooming and beautiful, though keeping a small child from wanting to pick the lovely hemlock has been quite a worry. It grows in swathes along the waters edge and does look very attractive. Henry has learnt to steer clear of stinging nettles the hard way. Nature is full of such cruel beauty at times.
And now I am just going to let the pictures do the talking...
Blessings, J. x