Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Blue skies have been seen above number 24, thank goodness! I took the above picture early on Saturday morning when I bobbed out into the back yard to carry out some Deep Breathing. I'm having a bit of a job coping with life on the home front this week, I feel like I've been expending a huge amount of energy just keeping a check on my emotions. But really, when I step back and look at things objectively, all is well. Of course it is. I'm just a little worn is all, and in truth I think I'm in need of a break. Time Out. I'm working on that one, an idea for a weekend away is brewing.
J continued to battle with illness over the weekend, he has really been up against it and I've felt very sorry for him, truly I have. Often I find I am shockingly short of sympathy for other people's ailments, but with J, well he is so very rarely ill that he does get my full sympathy when it happens.
I spent some time on Saturday trying to pull things together a little on the domestic front, cos what with one thing an another, my weekly Home Blessing sessions have not happened in recent weeks. And it was showing. I had to laugh when I came downstairs on Saturday morning and saw my poor overgrown flowers in sad decline on the mantel...I thought it just about summed up how I was feeling. Sort of wilty and all out of oomph!
So to cheer myself up, I cleared the outgrown pots away and replaced them with new. I really adore these little yellow pots of narcissi, and as they aren't always in the supermarket when I need them I've been snapping them up when they do appear. I find I can keep them downstairs in the cool, dark of the cellar to grow veeeeeeeeery slowly, and they can then be brought upstairs when needed.
The same with the hyacinths. These also came up from the cellar on Saturday to replace the faded Bridal Crowns and are just at the perfect Point Of Growth to bring out. There's not too much waiting to be done before the flowers open and the room takes on that gorgeous scent.
I find that having fresh flowers in the house is such an amazing tonic, the sight of them really does induce an instantaneous feeling of pure happiness. I feel that happiness jolt straight through from my eyes to my heart.
It's especially true when I place a small jar/jug/bottle of flowers in an unexpected place, like this little glass jar of daffies in my kitchen. They got left there on Friday when I bought them home from the market as I kept forgetting to move them (they were destined for my bedside). But then each time I walked into the kitchen during the weekend, wham! They hit me that happy-jolt straight to my heart. That lovely visual surprise made me smile so much that I've left them right there.
They really are the sweetest little daffies, their petals are sort of star-like, and their little frilly trumpets are the most glorious orange colour. I am quite in love with them.
Sometime during Saturday afternoon, I took a sudden spur of the moment decision to Go Out. I just all of a sudden HAD to get out of the house, out into the fresh air to walk and spend time by myself. One thing I really love about where I live is that it is very simple to take oneself out the door and walk to somewhere. Within ten minutes I can be at the park, or along the canal, or into woodland or straight into the heart of the town.
Or maybe for a change I can walk up past the Castle......
.....turn left along this beautifully green stone wall, and YES!!!!!!!
WoW. Do you remember me showing you this patch of floral delight last year?
Isn't this a truly breathtaking sight?
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
After the snowdrop experience, I wandered down into the town to mingle with the tourists and stroll around the market. As I had my camera in my pocket I was able to snap a picture of the plant stall for you, isn't it looking glorious? You can see the buckets of Spring flowers which stopped me in my tracks on Friday, oh those orangey tulips, mwah!!! Lovely.
I pootled in and out of shops on Saturday afternoon, just allowing the hustle and bustle of it all to wash over me. I flicked through magazines, smelt handmade soaps, fondled little cups and jugs, browsed through pages of books, stroked knitwear and scarves. I just walked and browsed, walked and browsed until I was suddenly very weary and ready to head home.
Saturday happened to be J's birthday. Poor guy. He felt so unwell on Saturday morning, with a body full of aches and shakes and chills and sweats, he hardly had the strength to open his cards and pressies. The Little People had made him combined Birthday and Get Well Soon cards, covered in ♥'s and xxx's. He said that he couldn't quite face a birthday cake, so instead I bought some little bite-sized rocky roads. I spent a happy while making weeny flags to stick into them by way of making them celebrationish. The Little People thought this idea quite funny and ridiculous. They kept asking where the candles were going to go. I really liked the effect though, it pleased me enormously when I placed this plate of flagged sweet-treats on the table after dinner.
When all the bite-sized edibles had vanished, I rescued the flaglets and stuck them into my pots. Just like that.
I'm liking my daft flags very much, the sight of them amongst the flowers is really making me happy.
One last bit of floral weekend activity for you...my first succesful mini crochet rose. I made the design up myself after failing to find anything online that was small enough or simple enough for my liking. I think it could maybe do with a few more outer petals so I'm going to tweak it a little more, but I'll gladly give you the pattern when I've got it right, if you'd like to join me in my forthcoming hooky-rose-fest. I'm thinking bunting and a wreath. A rosy wreath! Oooooooo!!
ps today has been much better all round. J is finally on the mend and we even managed a short Outing today. I'll share Outing pictures tomorrow, prepare for a dose of picturesque Winter Secenery xx