Turn of the season

Turn of the seasonThe harvest is in and I should therefore not have been surprised last night, when languishing in the bath, to hear the first of the sleekit beasties scrabblin’ away underneath me.

Ther are further signs of the season’s turn in the mass of hips that are upon the rugosa. We still have the last of the roses of summer but they are rapidly being outnumbered by the ripening fruits. Difficult to photograph today in the blustery autumnal weather.

My thoughts are turning to winemaking and chutney but I am busy today, stocking up the campervan with games and books etc. as our next trip is likely to be less full of warm, still sunsets. I shall be packing jumpers and wellieboots too. At least I can call in at the supermarket and bring back a load of sugar and vinegar in the van – I am temporarily barred from bringing home half the contents of Tesco in my shopping trolley on foot passenger trips. (Isn’t that wonderful!)

I wonder if there is any blackberrying to be had on mainland Orkney.

Recently, at the: Crooked House

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

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

Cannot load blog information at this time.

Be First to Comment

I enjoy reading your comments, please pass the time of day

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.