How true that is.
Monday, 20 October 2014
How true that is.
Sunday, 19 October 2014
Saturday, 18 October 2014
Friday, 17 October 2014
|Blue icicle head pins now in the Etsy shop.|
Thursday, 16 October 2014
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
Tuesday, 14 October 2014
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Right off to read another blog I stumbled upon, my day is being fast consumed with blog reading. Photos of the poncho will be forthcoming, right after my kids stop being mean to me about it, they don't know class when they see it, ok so its a little on the large side......
Monday, 13 October 2014
|Noble Chafer Beetle|
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Saturday, 11 October 2014
Friday, 10 October 2014
The sun was out this morning, Autumn is keeping Winter at bay for a little longer, after the wet, cold and grey week its a welcome sight, which made this afternoon's funeral a bright affair. The church is the beautiful one at Breinton where I live and dog walk past each and every day, a old Norman church that has been added too over the centuries, I believe the earliest date for there being a church on this site is around the 14th Century.
These photos are not from today, you could barely see the church today, the car park was full, the lanes around the church were full, it was standing room only and a beautiful service to celebrate the life of someone so young, I know on our row a few tears were shed, but it was lovely to come out into the sunshine and see late afternoon dog walkers go by and see life continuing on as it always has and always will.
Now, to cheer myself up and bring myself back to the world of 'me', I am off to photograph a few beads that I have made this week, and will be sharing photos tomorrow.
Thursday, 9 October 2014
Wednesday, 8 October 2014
Tuesday, 7 October 2014
I will be back tomorrow with more sordid details....off to find the painkillers.....
Monday, 6 October 2014
Sunday, 5 October 2014
Well, they all look like they have been slapped in the face with a wet fish, their scowling faces set in a downward tilt from years of looking down their noses at us mear pet owners.
The group that frequents the river walk on a Sunday morning has become smaller, hopefully those other members realizing that you can't train an over weight puppy who only wants to run and jump and play not learn to sit at heel and have the joy of life replaced by some sour faced old hag telling him that life is about learning and all fun is cancelled.
There was a time I would put my dogs on leads to walk past, but now I don't, call me rebellious but I can't stand to see dogs, over weight and joyless; my dogs might not be the most obedient of the year but we have rules, I like them to play nicely, be friendly and have waggy tails, they know that the first rule of the house is make sure they get the best spot on the sofa before any one else, take up as much room on the bed and when 'she in charge' aka me, looks like she is going to blow a gasket because we are not listening, run to heel, sit, look up with butter wouldn't melt adoring brown eyes and the smallest tail tip wag will guarantee complete success in winning her over.
So I let mine run forward and join the over weight black Labrador puppy, he could only have been 12 months old, this morning. Defi always does the introductions perfectly, I am very proud of his manners. He goes as close as possible, without encroaching on space, and lies down, his tail swishing from side to side in the leaves, the Lab puppy, joyous in the fact another hound is there and offering to chase, bounds over, leaving the Trout Trainers scowling in disgust at his lack of obedience and their failure to lasso him with his lead in time, and within seconds the two dogs are charging round and round the group threatening to knock them all down, whilst I call over, friendly like, 'don't they love to play, shame he is a bit like a bull in a china shop'. I like to throw that out there as it makes the Trout Trainers all band together in fear of getting their immaculate attire the slightest bit hairy or muddy, as I walk past with Iz trotting faithfully behind me, her smile wide on her face as her ball is between her teeth, her flowing coat and toned tummy belying the fact she is now 8 years old and not the 3 or 4 year old she looks. Sadly the quick charge with Defi and the puppy was short lived as they failed to get far enough away before the youngster was lasso'ed and fun was curtailed. I call Defi and walk away knowing that the looks directed at my back from the Trout Trainers are shooting to kill, whilst the puppy, his tongue pink and panting looks at Defi's retreating tail with a smile on his little pudgy face.
But I get the last laugh. I walk down the lanes with two happy, contented, walked, toned, well behaved Golden Retriever pet dogs, whilst they have to over take me in their cars with the dog that has figured out that you can defy the authorities and have a bit of fun!
You can train dogs that young, I certainly started training Iz as soon as she came to live with us at 8 weeks, all the other dogs as soon as they arrive (they have all been re-homes or rescues except for Iz) but you have to let the dog have fun first and burn off some energy, then they will sit, walk to heel and whatever else you ask them to do. Fun and training together make happy, well adjusted, friendly dogs that have some manners at least.
Until next Sunday then.
Saturday, 4 October 2014
I have had a lovely day with lovely people melting glass in the studio and having a chat just about life, experiences, youth.... not mine!... a wonderful day all told and so I am sharing a photo from a couple of weeks back.... I am sharing a smile. Bit of a cop out for a blog post but I am supposed to be blogging each day for Blogtoberfest and can't back out on day 4!
Happy smiling Saturday.
Friday, 3 October 2014
Thursday, 2 October 2014
Wednesday, 1 October 2014
So this whole introduce yourself thing, odd I had to do that last night at my writing group, we had a wonderful chap come to talk, a retired actor and director of theatre productions as well as some television back in the days when TV was brand new. He was a fabulous chap with twinkly blue eyes and a sense of humour. I do love hearing stories so I was transfixed on his life, not more so when he told of doing 2am feeds with his son whilst on the phone to a writer and discussing plays, obviously earing brownie points from both parties and having a contented baby to boot, so, we had to introduce ourselves and I falter, as normal.
October; I have signed up to do the Blogtoberfest, organized by Shells in the Bush and also 31 Days and as soon as I figure out how to download and add buttons I will do that. So, the first thing you learn about me is that I am computer daft!
I make glass lampwork beads, those with bums and those with petals, a Jekyll and Hyde character in female form, I have a grown up side, flowers and a childlike side, bums and eyeballs.
Pink Lily flowers in glass. SOLD.
Seal on the sea shore. SOLD.
Guelder Rose and Lavender on eBay.com
As well as glass, I have two dogs, Izabel and Defi my Golden Retrievers that are with me all day and help me look after my little cat with brain damage who is an internet star with his own column in Cat World Magazine every month. Here he is with my daughter.
and my three amigos together... my daughter is a photography student currently studying her degree course and she let me have this photo below.
So that's me.
I love to write, about what happens to Gordy and also everything and anything that pops into my head, I am finding my own style with the writing and enjoying the journey.
I live in Hereford, UK amongst rolling fields and moo-ing cows and watch pigs snuffling in the mud from my bedroom window, I share my home with my two grown up kids that I fear will just never leave, everyone tells me I will miss them when they have gone, its the 'gone' bit that they don't seem to want to do! and my husband, he that supports and loves me, even though I don't shop, or cook, in fact banned from both as I let woman kind down in those departments, thankfully he is excellent in both so we have food in the fridge and no one is starving.
There is a few people on the Blogtoberfest this year click on Shells in the Bush blog to find other participants, and for the 31 Days writing just search until I figure out the button thing!!