Making: overnight oats to eat with a drizzle of honey, strawberries or raspberries. Raspberries are a fantastic with an apple topping too
Cooking: white ish sourdough (I use dark rye flour to feed my starter, so it’s usually a bit more beige than white) sourdough pizza and oat & raisin cookies last week. Fewer flour based foodstuffs this week!
Sipping: jasmine tea. Think I always say that, don’t I?￼
Reading: Out of Bounds by Val McDermid. So good and I’ve only read a chapter and a bit. I fell asleep after reading 2% of the book last night. So that was roughly 5 minutes reading and 30 asleep. Sigh. I’ll have to sit up in bed to read, but even then I start nodding. This never happened until last year or so #older
Waiting: for many places and groups to open again, as we all are. I miss lots of things and people
Looking: at a fragrant bunch of pink pinks I’ve just cut in the garden
Listening: to Michael Crawford on Desert Island Discs with Sue Lawley, must be an old episode. The radio was tuned to BBC 4 extra when I turned it on (later: it is a vintage ep, she’s just said he’s 57 and I’ve just googled and now he’s 78!)
Wishing: for a pair of socks. Cold feet but listening, eating and looking at the moment so obviously too busy to go upstairs!
Enjoying: Michael Crawford’s story about meeting Gene Kelly
Appreciating: my lovely garden
Eating: overnight oats, honey and strawberries as I type/dictate/listen
Liking: the slightly cooler weather. Variety is good. We know that as soon as we’re able to rent holiday cottages and stay in hotels again that the weather will be atrocious anyway, don’t we?
Loving: Vera on BritBox. I’m new to it, so am watching in order from series one. Isn’t she gloriously￼ grumpy?￼
Buying: avocados, we can’t seem to get enough of them at the moment
Managing: my wild lockdown hair
Watching: my sandalled toes when the bees are visiting the campanula flowers – they get very near!
Hoping: to be able to sing with my group again before the end of the year
Wearing: t-shirt and cropped jeans, probably need long trousers and socks and a cardie today. It’s been 25° for days and days, now it’s 15°
Following: James Corden on his USA tv show. Watch this clip
Noticing: how sore my hand still feels after a little bit of crochet on the new star blanket last week #Boo
Sorting: receipts. Next
Getting: those longer trousers and socks before
Bookmarking: local walks info, there are so many, so so many different paths and bridleways
Coveting: really comfortable loungers for the conservatory. Dozing, reading, sipping drinks while using type. Any recommendations?
Mr Scrappy went to his first non-essential items shop this week. He was the only customer. He felt like dancing and treated himself to some glitter gel pens for £2￼
Hearing: the kitchen clock ticking and Michael Crawford singing
List copied from Pip’s marvellous Meet me at Mikes blog. It’s the one blog that I always return to. I read it in batches. I much prefer reading some blogs in batches, rather than one post here and there; I feel you hear their voices more clearly and get a grip on what they’re doing and where they are in life. ￼Hers never fails to cheer me up if needed and makes me feel inspired. Thanks Pip.
Why don’t you have a go at writing a Taking Stock post? Then throw up some accompanying pics, if you like, it’s fun to write (and hopefully read) them.
Lovely post, thank you. Sorry your paw is playing up again, but a good excuse to read more, maybe?
Apparently only 10% of all flowers are blue. I know this because I just tried to identify the blue flowers in your photo. Are they bluebells? Whatever they are, they are exquisite.
Thanks Jill. Warm fuzzies here.
I think it’s just the way it’s going to be and I’ve accepted it. Not happily, but what can you do? At least I can do a bit now and then. I’ll give it till next week and try again.
Campanula – Siberian bellflower variety, or so my plant ID told me when they first appeared…
Your garden does look delightful. I envy you your choice of walks, Since I am trying to avoid people the only real good choice is to walk up the side of The Avenue, at least with Common either side but more and more traffic. In the past most of my walking was to get places. I find exercise for exercise sake, less appealing.
I love walking and don’t really think of it as exercise, I just know I really really enjoy it: moving my body, being out in nature and seeing all the wildlife and seasonal changes. Plus I always feel good in body and soul afterwards. If I don’t move much my knees feel
like they need a stretch!
So do I but The Common is well maintained and more like a park than real countryside and now even that is too full of people for me to feel safe. So I walk on the pavement and daren’t stop and stare unless I miss a jogger coming and it seems a chore.