Category Archives: England
ringing out the summer
the golden hour
It is getting easier and easier to enjoy sunsets all together since they are happening earlier and earlier. Two minutes earlier each day, our landlord explained to me. The tractors are hauling out potatoes and onions and they are baling straw in the grain fields. We have been ordering school books and my gaze is increasingly fixed upon autumn. This coming week will be transition, an easing in to the new school year. I am not ready to let go of summer just yet.
being happy
making a splash
These pictures are a little misleading. It has rarely been warm enough to swim this summer and now summer is nearly over. It did get over 70 last week however which equals 'warm enough to swim' for some people. I, personally, am not one of those people. : ) I was happy enough to get some pictures of my boys and their friends from a nice dry vantage point.
If you look closely enough you can see one teeny red tomato in that pot. I have the brownest thumb ever. Ever.
Vegetable growing – not in my skill set.
Growing great kids – that bit is working out much better.
Coastal Hike – pt 2
Coastal Hike – pt 1
gone fishing
It feels a little that way. Days have been full of special friends who are helping us squeeze the last bits of fun from this summer and pictures are piling up while we are out and about. Soon enough the days will shorten and there will be plenty of hours in the house though.
These are from an afternoon we spent walking with Abbie Rose by the marina in Ely. Two of the men we passed were ribbing each other:
"Know what's the best bait for that fish?"
"What?"
"Whatever's not on your hook, it seems!"
We sat at the cafe seen just beyond the second boat while I drank tea and Abbie had a lemonade. Lest that sounds too idyllic I will add that we spent a good deal of our tea time swatting wasps from our drinks. Are they bad in your part of the world right now as well? We successfully dodged them on this outing but I am sporting a large welt from sting at the park.
ribbit
a visitor
"The ornaments of your house will be the guests who frequent it."
~Author Unknown
I am so very happy to know that tomorrow my door will open to a fellow farmgirl from Colorado. Oh, how I am looking forward to her here at my table.













































