Joking! It was more a free form meander. My walk on the other hand followed a path I've taken before. I started off by wondering how my sister was, she slipped on ice yesterday and fractured her wrist. And that started me picturing the road where she'd slipped. And thinking, when was I there last?…Read more Contemplating weighty matters on my daily walk
New year, new challenge
Well here we are three hundred plus days since the first big restrictions and twenty four into our latest lockdown. Days are falling into a pattern again , walk, lunch chores, read/craft/admin, supper, tv. Mondays are for quizzing, Tuesday is movie night, last week The Godfather which MrS had never seen, this week Mank, Mondays…Read more New year, new challenge
Television
Today a friend posted on FB that they hadn't watched TV for 39 (I think that was the number) weeks. If I were to guess I'd say that was around the start of our first lockdown. My friend posted this fact with a certain amount of pride and it got me thinking. Well more accurately,…Read more Television
Twelfth night
Not the Shakespeare play, though it was the first one I studied*. The festival of Twelfth nthefeastnot the ight. It's not really celebrated in Scotland, only seen as the day for packing away the Christmas decorations**. But in lots of countries it's a day of celebration. Three years ago we experienced the Arrival of the…Read more Twelfth night
When the north wind blows
I must be a British cliche, because quite a few of my posts mention the weather, the good and the not so good. Our prevailing winds are usually from the south west which brings us mild, but often wet weather. Sometimes though it changes direction and blows from the north east. Back in 2018 the…Read more When the north wind blows
Ringing in the changes
Almost a month ago I wrote a post about one memorable Hogmanay. Yesterday I got thinking about more of them, and started planning this post*. And then today I listened to reports of quieter celebrations around the world, and the cancellation of Edinburgh's "traditional" Hogamanay festival. Now I'm no spring chicken but I'm not *that*…Read more Ringing in the changes
when the weather gods are kind
I've written several times about our Argyll weather. It's usually relatively mild here but it's often wet. Very wet. And changeable, all these pictures were taken on the same hour long walk. So it's not always the best place to plan outdoor events. Last year we held a Scarecrow Festival, to raise funds for our…Read more when the weather gods are kind
Another happy coincidence?
One of my FB groups has a daily theme, on Monday it was "1989, your memories". My head filled with this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5V7SINjz96E it had been released two years earlier*, but became the soundtrack of my late '89. It's Hogmanay 1989. In my mind it's wet, but that doesn't matter. On the M8, it's dark,…Read more Another happy coincidence?
Crossing the line
Not in a bad way, though I have in my time. And despite the picture this isn't the end (I hope), just the end of my challenge. I've found writing daily more difficult than I did back in May, so thank you to everyone who's stopped by. For one thing I've pretty much run out…Read more Crossing the line
29th November, almost there
Yesterday's sunset, and later starlit sky didn't deliver their promises. Today has had a grey, damp chillness. And I'm feeling at a little of a loose end. Yesterday I was very efficient and prepared tonight's supper* so there's no real cooking to do . The vegetables are ready too. celeriac chips to be air fried…Read more 29th November, almost there
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