In the Bleak Midwinter...
What a lovely Sunday we're having. Our hens started laying again today - well, one of them did - perhaps they know we're picking up 3 more next week and think their days are numbered. We had a cooked brekkie on the deck, faffed around the house and I'm now about to settle down and do some writing, Warren is outside burning off the remainder of the garden rubbish in Oscar's amazing incinerator contraption and the two dogs, Bonnie and Summer, are belting round the grounds after each other. Bliss!
The Wintersweet tree (it's gone past being a shrub!) in the main garden area is flowering and the smell and sight is glorious, especially on a beautiful winters day like today!
Shame I can't post the perfume... or bottle it!
Not exactly a bleak midwinter.
Labels: canterbury, emigrate, immigration, new zealand, winter
posted by Helen Leggatt @ 1:31 PM
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2 Comments:
Bonnie? Is there something we need to know?
We're looking after Bonnie for a friend of mine from the library, she's Canadian and has gone home for 6 weeks to visit family and we're looking after Bonnie at weekends. She's a Huntaway. Note to self: don't get a Huntaway - they "talk" too much.... !!
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