New Year
We watched the
Thames embankment New Year firework display on the television as we let in the
New Year. It was magnificent as always
and this year I endeavoured to capture a few shots of it.
Come rain, come
shine
All our flowers
have been brilliant this Christmas.
Although the Hyacinths are short-lived their perfume is heavenly. You will notice that the background is a
rainy window but in fairness I should point out the last two days have been
mild and sunny. Much more like Spring than Winter.
Nevertheless,
the woodland floor of our little copse around the corner is still totally impassable
without a stout pair of wellies.
And even with
the sunshine that sky looks somewhat threatening.
The thorn trees in
the playground are covered with berries as they always are at this time of
year.
Ivy Puss
“If I hide in these boxes by the back door
perhaps I can sneak out when the door is next opened…”
Blogger
I went back to
my old Wordpress postcrossing blog to check something the other day. And what
did I find? A video at the bottom of the
blog posting I looked up. A video? I never
put any videos on that blog. It
turns out it’s an advertising one. When
you click on the ‘Why is this advert here’ it says – either the blogger has put
adverts on this site as part of a money making programme or they have failed to
pay to upgrade their Wordpress account. Upgrading,
of course, costs one money. I’m awfully
glad my experiment with Wordpress was comparatively short-lived and I came back
to Blogger voluntarily because it was providing the better service. Had I not
done so I would have been driven back here now by the cost.
Twelfth Night
Postcards,
erecting (or rather re-erecting) shelves, tree-felling and spring cleaning have
occupied me this last week. The tree
that I 'felled' was the Christmas tree which came down with the rest of the decorations
on Twelfth night. Twelfth Night is often
thought of as January 6th - Epiphany - but strictly it is the evening of
January 5, the eve of the Epiphany and formerly the twelfth and last day of
Christmas festivities.
In our house, spring cleaning
is an automatic consequence of taking the decorations down. It’s an excuse not only for some dusting and
polishing but to move some furniture and ornaments around,. This year part of the objective has been
minimalism. The removal of anything even
vaguely capable of being pushed off the window ledges as the dreaded Ivy jumps
up on them.
And talking of
Twelfth Night -
A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that's all one, our play is done,
And we'll strive to please you every day.
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