Bitting and bobbing

Today has gone past in a flash, though not due to any productivity on my part. I have sat here at my computer and for most of the day I have been sorting and choosing images for submission into the Sanday Show and preparing them for going to the printer. It took an age and I became perfectly boggle-eyed by the end of it. I enlisted Mr L to choose the best of them with me.

Today’s featured image is one contender that failed to make the cut.

The day has also seen my tweaking of this web site a little further and a re-naming. I’m not sure I have the name right. I may change it again.

Also today – I completed the A Hap for Harriet. Tomorrow I will wash and block it. It is less than perfect.

It has been a wet and grey day but this did not prevent dozens of swallows from being on the wing. The year is speeding by and the wee ones are already feeding up in readiness for leaving these shores. They take off from our roof and fly low over the ripening barley in the field next to our garden, catching flies before coming back to land on the roof again. I should love to capture them with my camera but they are way too fast for me… plus I was getting raindrops on my lens. I came back and sat at my computer again and settled for listening to the swallows chattering on the roof above my head.

So, very little done – and I’m not starting now. It’s time to print off the Guardian Prize Crossword, pour a drink and head for bed. I hope it’s drier tomorrow, I need to get some laundry done. Also tomorrow: bread-baking and spinning group. I may take my photos to town for printing on Tuesday.

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Bare Naked

Bare Naked

We are home again, after a month-long trip away. A trip during which I completely failed to get my laptop out. It was good to come home. We were driving along, close to Le Dorat at the time, when I felt that “aren’t we fortunate to live in such a lovely part of France” feeling washing over me. I had a sudden urge to invite all my friends to come and stay and to shareContinue readingBare Naked

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Recent movements of the: Deux Escargots

October 20, 2020 at 12:12PM

Gobsmacking sight I have what I hope will be better images on my camera. #livereportingfromtheroad #spain#autumn2020 #griffonvultures

October 20, 2020 at 11:05AM

5 km of tunnel and at around 1400 metres, so off we go.downward again. How long until the cat throws up? #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020

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