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| Spud Cat enjoying his snooze in a window |
Spud cat has promoted himself to a Captains chair that sits in one of the barns upstairs windows and I couldn't resist trying to capture him with the Mount in the background - I'm sorry it is a bit dark so maybe I will have to read the camera instructions again rather than setting to Auto!!
Olly has still left a big hole in our lives and his sunny bench is strangely empty in the evenings but Spud is trying hard to "own" the house and little by little making it his own - sprinting across the lawns today to shin up the palm trees or lounging in the shade as the lawn mower went passed. The garden? well the Olympics have taken their toll I'm afraid and three days watching dressage and show jumping when I should have been weeding have exerted their price so back to work for me in the borders this week!
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| My white agapanthus have flowered at last |
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| The exit from the gravel terrace in front of the garden room |
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| The skies cleared on Sunday beyond the garden to give us a realy hot day not forcasst at all! |
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| Looking down to the village of Perranuthnoe form our garden this weekend doesn't that sea look like silk |
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| The shipping lanes on the far horizon beyond our sheltering Palms |
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| One of the many tables and chairs that I have tucked away around the garden |
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| Archie one of Danilons sons now aged three |
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| Charles working with Rodger a nice young four year old - as you can see it was quite windy that day! Rodger will be looking for a brilliant home soon |
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Lovely captres, you could lighter spud up in picasa...did you try that yet? Easy...sue/arlie
ReplyDeleteJust popped in for a quick cuppa, still working, but only 20 acres to harvest now, rained off.....again!
ReplyDeleteThat crayfish looks delicious, we both love seafood and envy your being by the sea.....really fresshh fish.
Horses look fit, Rodger looks to have a classy extended trot. Not that I know anything about equitation these days you understand. My late grandmother, who died when I was !4 (i'm 63 now) used to let stabling and yards out to Joan Thornbury's Riding School so at 2 I was plonked on 'Laddie' a small chestnut and progressed to the piebald 'Patch' by 12 years. Used to ride on Northern Spanish holidays in the 1960's but little since. A bicycle is my substitute these days!
Our agapanthus have flowered and are now sporting fat seed pods, but we haven't any white ones. A glorious blue like your sea views, though.
Give Spud a pppat for me.
Lv pats.x.
Good tip Sue to use Picasa - I always forget about it!
ReplyDeleteThe weather roulette continues pats but glad you are making progress lets hope it settles down to a more normal pattern again next year. Fascinating stories of your childhood equine romances - don't those first ponies stick in your mind - I can still remember the first super stars of my youngest childhood Cherry and the dreaded Nipper (who terrified me!) - say no more! Thoughts of Autumn for my next blog sigh maybe it's the Bank holiday!!