w52: 23-29 December

It's been a useful week, apparently, from the look of my completed items log, but I don't seem to have journalled. I bought two new desks with Christmas money so now the Big Spoon and I each have an office. It's very tempting to

w51: 16-22 December

Toward the Midnight Sun (Kindle unlimited) A chatty Monday morning at work - waiting around for a doctor's appointment rather than getting anything done at the house. I was looking forward to using the new leaf blower but the conversation was nice. I wish I could type up

Elders, by Louise Bogan

At night the moon shakes the bright dice of the water; And the elders, their flower light as broken snow upon the bush, Repeat the circle of the moon. Within the month Black fruit breaks from the white flower. The black-wheeled berries turn Weighing the boughs over the road. There

w50: 9-15 December

Priscilla went Very Fast on Monday morning's walk because the pavements are wet & it's just above freezing. It's also pretty windy & two advertising boards blew over as we crossed the river bridge, startling us both. We had a cuddle of reassurance which

When I Say I've Been Busy Lately

One of the big winter seed and plant catalogues arrived today while I was out. I'm probably going to order some amaranth and some seed potatoes for the allotment. There's a red flower they've just called 'linum' so I need to look

w49: 2-8 December

The Future Homemakers of America (library), Resting Witch Face (Widow's Bay Book 1) (Kindle) Monday the puppy went with me to work on the bus, because I knew I'd be mostly raking leaves. She had a great time, and I think she stole some of the

Amoretti LXII: "The weary yeare his race now having run"

BY EDMUND SPENSER The weary yeare his race now having run, The new begins his compast course anew: With shew of morning mylde he hath begun, Betokening peace and plenty to ensew. So let us, which this chaunge of weather vew, Chaunge eeke our mynds and former lives amend, The

w48: 25 November to 1 December

Monday morning I woke up before my alarm and swept the guinea pig run and did a sinkful of hand laundry before the Big Spoon or the puppy were up. When we all live in a farmhouse together this is going to be how it's going to be.

Wednesday words: yew

Yew wood is so good at making bows that the genus name is taxus - 'probably borrowed, via Greek, from Taxša, the Scythian word for yew (and bow)' and not related to income tax (Latin, to assess) or taxonomy (Greek, an arrangement). It is, however, related to '

w47: 18-24 November

The Story of a Governess (Gutenberg on Kindle) Monday morning at work was mainly indoors cleaning and mending, but I did stick the last bag of narcissus bulbs in the front garden, and I had a pleasant twenty minutes raking leaves. Borrowed secateurs and three garden gloves from the crate