White Stuff

Mum's been a bit busy these last few days so I thought I'd help her out by doing her blog post today as I heard her say it was time she did one.

(I'm Logan by the way, for those who don't visit Mum's blog very often - I'm a Toy Poodle and I try and keep Mum in order and make sure she does what she should so - she's been known to forget to walk me and feed me when she's busy doing that sewing stuff ).

 

Well, a few days ago Mum had my mate Jack's ( he's bigger than me but we have a great time chasing each other around the orchards when the Mums take us out for a walk) Mum round and they spent hours in the kitchen chopping and cooking up orange stuff then putting it into jars whilst I sat on the chair and dozed - blimey can they talk!

Then as Mum hadn't had a chance to make her own orange stuff she made it in the evening.

And then the next day........... she tipped it all back in the pan muttering away about something not sitting setting ( I thought she meant me at first, but I was sitting like a good boy at the time ) and did it all over again - I don't understand my Mum sometimes.



 

Then this white stuff started laying in the garden whilst she was finishing off the orange stuff, and she rushed off to pick my little mistress up from school early. Not sure what all the fuss was about, but Mum was muttering again when she came home about cars skidding all over the place in front of her, and lorries skidding sideways towards her - she was a bit frazzled and I was glad when she sat down with a cup of tea so I could sit on her lap.

 

Next day (Saturday) all my humans seemed to be at home, and I took my Mum and my little mistress for a good long walk in that cold white stuff - it wasn't very deep but it stuck to my fur.

 

 

 

 

So when we got home I was glad to lie in front of the hot black thing and lick the snow off my legs and paws - Mum tried to rub it off with my towel but it just stuck, I don't know why she bothered when I could easily lick it off and have a drink at the same time - humans!

 

Then my little mistress and Mum made one of those lovely chocolate things that they say I'm not allowed to have.

 

I think they're just being mean and selfish so they can have more for themselves.

 

Then Mum got all excited about taking a photo outside and muttered about l'heure bleu... and she hadnt even had a glass of that white stuff (different from the white stuff outside, this stuff comes in a bottle) she keeps in the fridge.

 

Anyway next day (Sunday) when I went out there was even more of the cold white stuff - I love it!

And it kept falling out of the sky all day long.

 

I rushed about the garden like a gambling gambolling lamb (so Mum said - Dad said something about running about like a loony.....)

 

By the end of the day the white stuff was over my knees - Mum said over 5 inches of the stuff, and that maybe nobody was going anywhere the next day as the lane was hardly passable.

So next day (Monday) was very quiet when looking out of the window from my favourite spot on the back of the sofa - hardly any cars, and not many of my friends walked by either - too cold for the humans who don't seem to like gambolling in the snow like I do.

So I had all my humans at home with me which meant lots of bed hopping first thing in the morning, and lots of lap hopping in the evening, and the hot black thing that I like to lie in front of was toasty warm all day - bliss!

 

 

 

 

I expect Mum will be back as usual soon as she's been busy with that fabric stuff, laying it out on the floor where I like to play and cutting it up then putting it back together again using that noisy machine thing,  up in her special room that is FULL of that fabric stuff ( boy, it is SO messy up there ).

So I expect she'll want to show you what she's been doing.

Well, this blogging lark is more tiring than chasing Bessie (the cat) up the stairs, so if you'll excuse me I'm off for a sleep.

Excitement there is none.......

 

Well, not a great deal of exciting stuff happening in this neck of the woods this last week, but plenty of good everyday things never the less.

Plenty of walks, sometimes wet, sometimes snowy


 

 

 

 

 

plenty of hanging around indoors with a good book or two

 

sitting and dreaming of warmer days.........

 

of being outside in the fresh air...............

relaxing in the garden..........................

in a favourite place.........

sigh...........

Where were we?  

Oh yes,hanging out in the warm kitchen, cooking and thinking about cooking

 

and the odd glass of wine - and oh look, the paint tins are out to remind me to finish painting the kitchen cupboards that I started a year ago.....(note to self - must get back on with the many half-finished painting jobs soon before spring....)

 

there have been lots of warm fires

 

and a trip to the sales - bought a few new bathroom towels, a lovely soft warm throw for the sofa and a letter rack for the hall

 

 

..........and outside, I've had a few cold afternoons pottering around the garden tidying and clearing.

A little bit of colour in the garden sends a hopeful message on these cold grey days, and there are signs of good things to come .......some colourful primulas, which have been flowering since autumn, are right by the front door to cheer me on my way

 

 

 

and I found some lovely bright cyclamens and some sweet blue violas at the garden centre (see above and below)

 

 

as well as some half-price herbs, which I have bought in the hope that they will survive the wait in the unheated greenhouse until it is a little less cold and I can put them in

 

thyme, rosemary, sage and parsley, marjoram and oregano - all of these waiting to be planted, and just typing the names make me dream of warm summers, and the scent of fragrant flowers and herbs in the garden.............

Despite the cold snap we had here a few weeks before Christmas, and the snow we've woken to the last two mornings (generally thawed by lunch time), a few summer plants have hung in there much to my surprise.

A lone, brave marigold in the border, looking a bit ragged but still blooming....

And the trailing lobelia and petunias, planted in hanging baskets in the early summer months

and then left,  in-situ, forlorn and forgotten throughout frosts and snow, are amazingly still green and alive - I wonder whether they will manage to flower again?

Marmalade making with a friend this week too - so lots of good everyday stuff happening.


Roll on Spring I say - that will be excitement enough for me!

 

Are you doing anything exciting????

Bold Geometrics

 

As I suddenly can't bear to see any more Christmas tree photos on my blog, now that we've moved on and put it all behind us for another year, there was a sudden urgency to replace my last post with something a little more refreshing and new, as befits the beginning of a new year.

And as I can't seem to settle to anything today, following an unexpected and unpleasant start to the new school year yesterday which has somehow thrown me out (trust me, you don't want to know details - lets just say it involved drains, 30m of rods, and an outflow of cash 3 hours later :(   ..........) I decided that a visit to my favourite tumblr Vintage Home was needed to restore my equanimity today.

So here I share with you some beautiful interiors featuring bold, geometric patterned wallpapers and flooring with a retro feel, just the thing to kick start your decorating thoughts for this new year.


Walls.............


 

 

 

 

 

 

.....................and floors


 

 

 

 

And on the subject of boldness, look what you can get away with if you are brave enough and have a good eye for colour ........


 

 

all images from Vintage Home


Now this is where I would like to be just at the moment.............what a gorgeous, classic tiled terrace floor, and just look at the view!

I like these interiors, and think they look gorgeous, but I'm not sure I personally would have the nerve to go all out in my own home (except maybe in a small bathroom with the wallpaper!).

Bold tiled flooring would look great in the kitchen or bathroom where everything else is kept plain - as in these bathrooms - but I think maybe you could quickly tire of the wallpaper, however fantastic it looks, so unless you have a generous decorating budget which would allow for frequent re-decorating, it's probably safer to have a few geometric patterned cushions or rug that could be easily changed - but if money were no object, imagine the fun !!!!!!!

So would you, could you, HAVE you, been brave enough to go for bold wallpaper or flooring?????