stormy weather

As the wind howls around the house and rain lashes the windows I have been busy tidying ahead of the Christmas decorations going up. OV staunchly supported operations in between the damands of his work. Slumped on the sofa, aching feet up, I survey the chaos – why does it always look awful after a day’s ‘tidying’? Tomorrow will set the seal on things – tomorrow and tomorrow and… but I digress. The crib is now up in the garden and the slightly-worse-for-wear lights are in place. Whether the same will be true at the end of this storm is quite another matter!
She has had a busy day – dashing here, dashing there – watching all we were doing and trying to work out what it was all about. (She has now settled between me and the laptop, which is teetering on one of my knees, and has decided to wash her feet!)
In a moment of inspired innovation I found that an empty margarine box (large) pressed firmly over the vetilation aperture in the living room stops most of the howling gale flooding in from the south west! (noisy though)
Pity the garden birds seeking shelter from the storm… head under wing will hardly do the job!
Now, where did I leave that dust pan and brush?


About apthomas

I love books, reading, writing, baking, chocolate, painting, sewing, people and fairtrade - not necessarily in that order. I am a lazy gardener - who loves the garden, and a lazy housewife who likes the place to be warm and welcoming. I live in beautiful Somerset. I am enslaved by Sherpa-the-cat. Saturday mornings find me 'playing shop' in the Honey Pot - a second hand bookshop, run from my garage, where along with the books you'll find fun, friendship and refreshments - all in a good cause.
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