Malcolm caught me this morning having a bit of a clean and tidy in the kitchen! (my apron says "a balanced life - a glass of wine in each hand")
so I thought I would have a bit of a tidy on the blog as well, and catch up with some photos lingering in the unpublished folder, starting with these photos of a sunset earlier in the week
I always think of skies like these as "Old Testament" skies
that you see in old paintings with the hand of God reaching down to man, or angels and saints in heaven
the camera was still on the sunset setting when I took this photo the next morning, but it turned out ok ........ a rather dishevelled finch sitting on the bird table
it's always exciting when post arrives from abroad
and even more exciting when (almost) naked men are involved!!
oh my, what a dilemma, ogle the men, or appreciate the lovely quilts!
but unless you buy your own copy, you will have to wait until next year, when I will show you each month's photo in turn
as we walked along the path to the front door this afternoon, I paused to take some photos. The climbing rose has a touch of pink on the outside of the buds
but once the bud opens, the rose is creamy white
my bargain supermarket fuchsias are flowering well
surviving the heavy rain showers
a few weeks ago, I noticed this little self-seeded tree growing in the back garden, so Malcolm dug it up and put it in a pot - it has grown about six inches since then
this afternoon, we popped over to Border Meringues in Jedburgh for a cuppa and cake. I love the eclectic collection of china for my tea
Malcolm had a date crispie
and I had a piece of meringue roulade - I thought it might be slightly less calorific than lemon meringue pie!!
I was grumbling away to myself this morning ....... time wasted dealing with the problem with the phone......... the beautiful silver bangles that Malcolm was going to give me for our Pearl Wedding Anniversary next month were sold out......... my gorgeous new car, which should have been delivered this morning, won't now be delivered until Monday ..........
then I though of all the families mourning the loss of their loved ones in Nice ....... and my grumbles really didn't matter anymore. I hope there is a pit in the deepest darkest horrors of Hell for this murdering terrorist, and all those like him, who want to destroy our way of life.......
But the best thing to do, in the face of these horrors, is to live our lives to the full, so I will wish you all the best of weekends, love Anne