Hummm

This is a moaning post, please ignore. 🤪

When the porridge boils over.

3weeks into c-virus quarantine-

I will post some photos soon. I am quite busy with a project. And just somehow lacking motivation when it comes to posting.
I hope you are muddling along where you are.
I guess we find ourselves looking at what others are doing, how they are managing their new situation, and it is easy to get caught up in that.

For Instance, in my case I already stay at home working to deadlines and trying not to be overcome by fibromyalgia.
And now my changes seem to be the reverse of others who are excited about having extra time and now we have a blossoming of  free workshops and challenges that I would be glad to take part in. But I have already got a schedule to work to and tasks to complete.
And people are finding the leisure of having space/time to make, but I have one scientist and one technical author working from home...in my space. So, my quiet thinking and solitary working is invaded somewhat. Yes, sounds a bit selfish, but adjustment required. Questions to work through, am I on call all day? Closing my studio door seems to invite more interruptions than leaving it open! I am glad they have both settled in ‘offices’ upstairs.
More effort is required from me to feed three, than if it is two of us. ( one still needing all of whatever it is that weight fitness demands.) Why do ‘simple’ pressure cooker stews, And even bolognese ;etc take an hour just to do the chopping?. I come to the dinner table in severe pain just from 1-2 hours making food!

But...still,
-I can look at the pictures of other work while continuing to do my own.
-Very grateful for some kind of harmony here that hasn’t necessarily been easy to find at other times. We even agree on evening television viewing!
-And I don’t need to stand in queues for shopping because the Thoughtful Man does that. I just have to write the correct thing on the list.
-Also, the weather has improved, so I can choose to eat lunch in the garden or maybe even today go out there to do the hand stitching needed for the project.

So really, it is not so bad! Perhaps being outside is the answer. I am tired of breathing the same air!

Apologies for unloading here.
At least I haven’t got the responsibility for 45 people in lockdown, most of them children, most of them under 8, with a leopard and a python hanging about! 😱 This is the situation for my friend, Karin in Ethiopia.
Perspective
And so, I am off to get some progress with this project.

Something on Saturday

Some time ago people on other lists seemed to be collecting the fluff from their dryers and doing something with it...
I know...fast forward...

I felted some wool pieces in the washing machine a few years ago and then dried it in the tumble dryer. It seemed to be a waste to put it in the bin, because it was mainly wool, not random fluff.

Fast forward again...when I was sorting through drawers for bits and pieces to take to the workshop Jeannie was doing, I came across the bag with the purple fluff. So, I decided it would be better off for the birds to use it. I finally got around to putting it out there today.

Not sure if they will fancy it or if all of them are done with the building part of nesting or not. (We have some robins nesting in the ivy.)

Now it looks a bit like a funny face looking in my window.

My son and I have been watching the antics of the magpies flipping and flopping round in the big tree behind the fence. They take some of the smaller parts of branches flip and flop around til it breaks off, then hop hop hop up the limbs like stairs to where they are making the nest. They do some pretty good weaving up there ...so focussed they carried on with it even in the high winds last week.

more Spring

What's this in the flower?

A very busy Bumble

Another clue that Spring is here at last. I am SO glad.

I never thought of crocuses being sought after for their nectar.

Soon they will fill the cherry tree at the back of the house. It is nearly ready to start blooming.

around and about last week - 2

you know its Spring when...

the crocus carpet shows up under the oak tree at Birch Hill Shops.

Cheerful bouquets from Spring herself.

I thought I better get some photos while the children were off school. They are pretty good about not trodding on them, but some can't resist plucking some and they begin to look scratty.

Inspiration Monday

It is still very cold here. The frost is staying in the shadows all day.

But when there is a bit of sun, there is a bit of hope...and not just the snowdrops and crocuses.

hyacinth shoots and peony shoots