|allotment garlic and rose petals|
|the view on a winter's day|
|in summer we can't see the castle from our house; in winter it reappears|
Joining in with Amy and Five on Friday.
1. Thank you for all your good wishes for Tudor Day, where I was supposed to go and supervise onion chopping with sharp knives. When I got there I was relegated to breadcrumbs. Given that I already had a cut on my finger after a fast-bread-cutting incident a few days ago when in a hasty moment I slashed towards my hand with my mega-sharp bread knife, it probably wasn't a bad idea. Apparently there was only one small onion-related cut, so all in all quite a triumph. Hygiene standards weren't up to much. I tried to ignore where some of the small fingers were going.
2. Little advent packages on the mantelpiece and the top of the piano. Chocolates, a few coins, some stamps. I broke the advent candle in trying to ram it into the glass holder. I half melted it back together again, even though it has a chunk out of it. Mending is one of my specialities.
3, Mindful colouring. The littlest boy and I like to do a little colouring-in together. We sit side by side and work on the same picture. It's happy quiet time for chatting and being nice. Sometimes it can all be a bit frenetic here with three boys all fighting their corner (and each other). But colouring-in time is calm. I was talking to a lady who designed a colouring-in book the other day, and she was saying that children have been so absorbed in the more grown-up colouring, even the livelier ones, it's been quite amazing. I'm a bit impatient, the tiny leaves drive me a bit bananas. Maybe I'm learning something though.
4. On the subject of impatience, have any of you ever tried writing Morning Pages? It's three handwritten pages, written first thing, about anything. A sort of emptying of the mind, a loosening up of the brain. I gave it a go but it's quite time consuming. I'm not sure whether it will be a good thing for me or not. Mostly I'm conscious of time ticking by while I'm not really achieving anything. I'm too impatience for my own good a lot of the time.
5. I gutted a fish today. The middle boy is still quite fish obsessed and desperate to get some fishing tackle after Christmas. In the interests of getting to grips with things in advance I bought a whole sea bass and looked up what to do online. Suffice to say it wasn't as easy as it looks when other people do it. And given that I was a vegan for about 25 years it was a bit of a struggle at times. (Middle boy: "He said you have to put your finger right in there and hold it." Me: "Sweetie, I'm trying very hard not to be squeamish here but I'M NOT PUTTING MY FINGER IN THERE". Between us we managed it and learned a few things along the way. Should he ever catch his very own sea bass, I'm ready.
I'm wishing you a good weekend. Today is a bit of a bonus day actually as I was convinced it was Friday for most of yesterday and was most surprised to find that it wasn't when I wished a friend a good weekend. "Thursday??? You're kidding." I'm all caught up now though.