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Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden. Show all posts
Sunday, 14 July 2013
Wednesday, 20 March 2013
Red
The speed and exhilaration must be incredible, breathtaking.
The skill and concentration unfathomable.
To watch the Red Arrows is to see a sight so enthralling that the screaming of their engines overhead is almost drowned out by the gasps of onlookers.
These photos were taken two summers ago from my back garden.
I have been looking back through some photos and find myself desperately looking forward to summer, to being in the garden again, watching the children playing and, maybe, possibly, a repeat performance from the Red Arrows.
Joining in with The Gallery and the theme Red.
The skill and concentration unfathomable.
To watch the Red Arrows is to see a sight so enthralling that the screaming of their engines overhead is almost drowned out by the gasps of onlookers.
These photos were taken two summers ago from my back garden.
I have been looking back through some photos and find myself desperately looking forward to summer, to being in the garden again, watching the children playing and, maybe, possibly, a repeat performance from the Red Arrows.
Joining in with The Gallery and the theme Red.
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
SAD
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There isn't much that actually makes me sad but yesterday I realised there is one big thing.
It is huge. Vast. And spectacularly hot.
It's influence is far reaching.
Even to the extent of my mood.
It is the Sun.
.JPG "Sun over my shed")
It isn't until the rays of the sun shine down on your face, that you realise how much, how very much, you miss it in Winter. It isn't until your children run home from school, throw off their uniforms and launch themselves after a football in the garden, that you miss that big yellow glowing star (Not a planet. The Big One has confirmed this) in the sky. It is there, of course, occasionally teasing you with a few moments of brightness through the clouds. But it is just that, teasing. And then it hides itself away for a few more days. And leaves me feeling SAD again.
.JPG "Sunlight through the trees, not teasing")
But yesterday and today, the Sun shone. And we went into the garden and played. And we were all in better moods. The Wee one had a nap, worn out from walking and playing. He slept better last night too.
I like this mood. I have missed feeling happy. I have missed the Sun.
Sunday, 29 July 2012
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Monday, 19 March 2012
Snap Slappers Wink Wink
We've had some good weather recently. Good enough to get out to the garden and tackle the undergrowth.
I was actually embarrassed today when my Mother-in-law/green-fingered-gift-to-gardens came over and had a wander round our garden with the Wee One.
She is polite and tactful enough to only comment on the green stuff that is growing in the shape of what may be recognised as a plant rather than a weed. Having said that, a weed is only a plant that is growing in the wrong place, so I like to feel that my garden is a refuge for all plant life and no healthy plant will be dug up or weedol'd unneccessarily.
After our forray to Wales a few weeks ago we returned to sunny Lincolnshire with a sack full of stones from the lovely beaches that we found, stones that would one day be painted, and adorn our windowsills. Or not. In fact they found their way into the garden to create a 'feature' pile of stones in a derelect corner of the herb garden.
On their journey they meandered onto the scrubland that was once a lawn and I swear they winked at me.
"'Ello darlin'" courtesy of Picasion
They may also have wolf whistled or was that my post lunch imagination?
Who has been playing with photo editing this week?
Snap Slappers (Anonymous) is in session!
I was actually embarrassed today when my Mother-in-law/green-fingered-gift-to-gardens came over and had a wander round our garden with the Wee One.
She is polite and tactful enough to only comment on the green stuff that is growing in the shape of what may be recognised as a plant rather than a weed. Having said that, a weed is only a plant that is growing in the wrong place, so I like to feel that my garden is a refuge for all plant life and no healthy plant will be dug up or weedol'd unneccessarily.
After our forray to Wales a few weeks ago we returned to sunny Lincolnshire with a sack full of stones from the lovely beaches that we found, stones that would one day be painted, and adorn our windowsills. Or not. In fact they found their way into the garden to create a 'feature' pile of stones in a derelect corner of the herb garden.
On their journey they meandered onto the scrubland that was once a lawn and I swear they winked at me.
"'Ello darlin'" courtesy of Picasion
They may also have wolf whistled or was that my post lunch imagination?
Who has been playing with photo editing this week?
Snap Slappers (Anonymous) is in session!
Saturday, 29 October 2011
Saturday is Caption Day
Let the wit and hilarity commence!
Tis Saturday and I have a picture that desperately needs a caption. Please help!
Leave your ideas as comments and then hop over to the amazing Mammasaurus where there will be many more captionless pictures in need of your assistance. Just click on the Saturday is Caption day badge.
Tis Saturday and I have a picture that desperately needs a caption. Please help!
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| Desperately seeks caption! |
Leave your ideas as comments and then hop over to the amazing Mammasaurus where there will be many more captionless pictures in need of your assistance. Just click on the Saturday is Caption day badge.
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Silent Sunday
Go and search twitter for #silentsunday for loads more photos, one picture, no words, summing up your week.
There's bound to be one at Mocha Beanie Mummy too :-)
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