Category Archives: Walking

pphhhhhhh…….what a SIZZLER

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just a few  images of my summer – being retired means you can relish every minute!

beautiful Oriental poppies full of style, colour and delicate beauty

beautiful Oriental poppies full of style, colour and delicate beauty

BUT  even those beauties suffer from 'the morning after the night before' look - still look stunning though in a bedraggled way!

BUT even those beauties suffer from ‘the morning after the night before’ look – still look stunning though in a bedraggled way!

my favorite plant, well one of them - what a colour and I love the black  centre

my favorite plant, well one of them – what a colour and I love the black centre

this Campanula has blown me away this year - it obviously loves sunbathing!

this Campanula has blown me away this year – it obviously loves sunbathing!

never seen these emerge before but yet another delight

never seen these emerge before but yet another delight

wall art - obviously this hot weather has bought forth little shy plants

wall art – obviously this hot weather has bought forth little shy plants

my cool spot under the copper sycamore

my cool spot under the copper sycamore

wish I could grow chickens in a pot but no, this one thought I'd made her a nice dust bath!

wish I could grow chickens in a pot but no, this one thought I’d made her a nice dust bath!                                

on Knuckles and my daily walk we found some beautiful Butterfly orchids

on Knuckles and my daily walk we found some beautiful Butterfly orchids

 natures sculpture -this always reminds me when I'm a bit down that a life with no heart is no life at all - hope this weather is  not melting you.

natures sculpture -this always reminds me when I’m a bit down that a life with no heart is no life at all – hope this weather is not melting you.Knuckles having a cool off - I even have a paddle and it is so....... C O O L   aahhhh! Knuckles having a cool off – I even have a paddle and it is so……. C O O L aahhhh!

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having a clear out ….. of the mind

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I suppose it all started with my first major trip by bus. Last week as the tail of the festive season slipped away (thank goodness!) I was left feeling strangely lost with this shiny new year ahead, waving at me with lots of exciting possibilities. But my head just felt woolly and refused to open up. So on Saturday I got the earliest bus to Inverness and went to the booking office to see where I could go. Edinburgh was the first choice and the next thing I knew I was on the Megabus (!) with a pack of sandwiches, a drink, my wonderful Kindle and we were off. The day had it ups and downs but the important thing was I’d done it. I walked my feet off – and feel a renewed acquaintance with an old acquaintance. The bus broke down coming home (much to the drivers annoyance, he was so concerned for us all and his request for another bus wasn’t picked up for at least 20/30 minutes so we were sitting around for 1 hour) but I still got my connection to home. And all in all it was a great success. The visit was totally unstructured and the hardest bit was going to the Museum of Modern Art where I felt the lose of Colins company very acutely. But all has to be faced and dealt with and it gave me that little shove I needed.

It was as I was walking the dog and planning and thinking of my days ahead that I realized how much ‘junk thoughts’ I have accumulated over the years. And the trouble with unstructured, maverick thoughts they tangle and knot and get in the way of clear thinking. So I will be going through my books and tidy my bedroom and sort out the CD’s and, and, and……then there is the garden but I will also not allow these useless junk bits floating about in my mind to clutter up my thinking. There is going to be a lot of DELETE button pushing for those and then when I think well maybe…I will insist YES I do want to delete these FOREVER.SAMSUNG DIGITAL CAMERA

Just finished this sweater after quite a few adaptions but feel its now OK. Its knitted in machine washable Merino wool which I love its warm and soft. I use this 4 ply yarn for scarves, gloves, jackets and jumpers a lot and also the fine 1 ply Merino wool for bright coloured basically long sleeved vests. It makes the winter much more b(w)earable!  Sorry I think I need my dinner.

I just looked at a preview of this blog and why the top paragraph is in red I have no idea!  Help!

christmas trip

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to visit my lovely niece and family and my brother and sister who both live near by. I was a little apprehensive of getting to the airport without a car but it was very simple and everything linked up seamlessly.

I can honestly say in my position I realize now that the car was more of a pressure than a necessity. And possibly a habit (a rather expensive habit at that). So I must say as I walked the dog passed parked cars covered in ice and snow, with some of their owners busily scrapping away with the engine chugging away trying to warm everything up, I felt no pangs of regret. Although I certainly didn’t feel smug as walking on the pavements is quite scary in this seasonal weather. Maybe I should buy some crampons? There is always some little irksome problem to puzzle about!

Katie, my niece, has developed over the last few years a wonderful, cheerful business called ‘moltonwonky.co.uk’. (Look up Katie Lynn or moltonwonky just quirky and fun – I haven’t worked out linking yet and must wait for advice from my guru). Katie trained as a stainglass artist but has now developed an individual, funky style using fused glass. Every Christmas she has an AT HOME with about 4 other crafts people. This year it was Caroline who made yummy sweets, Kathie creates lovely jewelry and Hannah made charming bags. When I arrived on Wednesday afternoon they were still setting up in the downstairs rooms and it all looked quite magical. On Thursday they were open all day and didn’t stop until 9.00pm. I was part of kitchen staff and had a lovely day chatting, making tea/coffee popping more sausage rolls and nkymince pies into the Aga and my own mouth and drinking Margaretas (can’t spell it but I loved drinking them). Katie has also produced (with a little help from her husband) four lovely children. Two girls first and then two boys. And what a joy they all are – if I could bottle their hugs well, I would use one first thing in the morning and one last thing at night and maybe one inbetween when I felt the need.

But it was still great to fly home. Except it took me a little longer than anticipated as I missed my connection bus to the village because I was dreamily sipping coffee in the shopping centre and miss read the time! So I need to sharpen up my wits to TIMETABLES – more studying required.

It’s still here….

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I had hoped my dear car would have been driven away yesterday but now the parting must wait for another week. And the trouble is when you make these (for me) life changing decisions you want it to happen as quick as possible. The actual decision can take a long time to make but once made – let’s do it is my attitude. But if I was really desperate I could drive to the scrap yard and have the poor thing crushed but my friend at the garage is selling it for me and so I must just hang on another week. And it is strangely pleasant to think it still has some worthy life left under the bonnet even if the bodywork is a bit iffy. But the new owner I know can sort all that out – he has the skill. So it is a win win situation. And I look forward to receiving my winnings!

I travelled on the bus last Friday. And it was just as I remember travelling on a bus – except most of my bus travel was to and from school so a nightmare for the other passengers. But there were the same draughts and bumping around and smells of other humans(but no tobacco staining the air). Mostly single travellers so not much chatter until a man got on and sat behind the driver and they chatted gently but with great interest in each others delivery and gave the whole bus an atmosphere of pleasant company. This is going to work for me all I need are some good warm boots. Back to eBay.

Which is another new world for me. The key to blogging and eBaying was opened by my lovely friend. How is it that some people have the gift to be there when you really need help. This is how I met this young woman. She came into my life when the demons of hell were about to break in. Initially she helped with getting certain allowances I had no idea about which made a huge difference to our life. And then life got really tough financially (and emotionally) and she just listened and suggested and rang people and stayed calm and thoughtful while I was able to rage and weep and nearly fall apart. She really did give me a strength I had no idea I had. And she never let me down. An Angel who came into my life at a time when it was falling apart. At a time when all directions were full of pain and despair. Very very hard 24 hour days that just went on and on. But she was always never far away even when really her involvement in our affairs was over. Now life is easier and she still flies in and opens up new possibilities and I cannot imagine my life now without her. She is the treasure we all hope to find so out of some very hard times I find a an Angel studded with diamonds. Lucky me.

But I do have a complaint about this blogging and eBaying as it is now 12.30pm and I have done nothing but blogged and eBayed. So I think I must try and set aside certain times for doing it. ( And if thats not cloud cuckoo land thinking I don’t know what is).

worry less, save more

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On Tuesday October 30 2012 at approximately  11.30am I was given the news my car had failed its MOT.  I gave a slight gasp as I had already parted with lots of money in May to fix things.  So bodywork falling apart I had not anticipated (maybe in comparison with my own bodywork the cars looked fine).  The news deepened into a tragedy.  For the price so far mentioned was just for the part and did not include the labour.  And to dissemble and re-assembly could take two days. I could feel myself slipping into shock/horror and the dreaded tears.  But I stammered on trying to listen and leave with some dignity as I wrote out a cheque to pay for well, nothing except that this knowledge was to force me to face a few facts of life.

As I drove home quietly sobbing feeling defeated, scared and helpless I realized owning a car now was just not on.  Through the next few hours I started to look clearly at when I used the car, what for and how much it was costing.  Slowly the truth emerged clearly through the haze of habit, laziness, pride that my car was now simply a luxury.  I did not have to go anywhere regularly, in fact I would actually worry because I hadn’t taken the car out!  I have for last few years used the internet more and more for purchases including a weekly grocery order.  All I could honestly find I really needed it for was carrying dog food, chicken food and bird seed, a bale of straw now and then and taking my dog to a walk just up the road we enjoy for a change.  Its useful for picking up family and friends if/when they come to stay. Its useful when you want to go to the theatre or some social gathering in the evening.  So I looked at how my life was now panning out.

I hardly ever go out in the evening and that is not going to change. And if something wonderful came up I would get there somehow. I’m sure my family and friends could cope with taxis or buses ( I would still meet them and thats the lovely bit). I need never worry about tax discs, insurance and MOT’s.  I need never worry about the price of petrol.  I can stop worrying about cars and enjoy the journeys.  I wave my lovely little card  and sit down and concentrate on where I’m about to go, enjoying the mini adventures.  I don’t have to park.  I get on and get off. FREE.  Where is the problem, where is the dilemma. I’m car free.  And already it feels good and the car is still here but not for long!

So for the next few days I will be frantically stocking up with dog food etc. etc. and checking up on bus times.  I know I shall miss the luxury of having a car apart from anything else I love driving but this is a new challenge and I know I shall relish the delights and the drawbacks.  Must make sure I have some really warm boots.  As I am a knitter the woollen gloves, scarves, hats are no problem.

I really had no idea how stressful it was having a car when you use it very little.  I really love walking my dog everyday but having to take a car out for its health really is stretching affection a bit to far.

So on Thursday or Friday I will start using my buspass with new respect and gratitude. And I can splash out on a coffee! Whoopee!