Category: Little Musings

Is Winter Here?

Has it snuck in without any of us looking?  What a stealthy thief, sneaking in without even a polite knock on the door?  Honestly winter!  Autumn isn’t really done yet showing off her lovely golden colours.  Autumn?  Hello, are you there?  Oh she’s gone.

Admittedly, winter and I don’t get on very well.  Apart from Christmas, there’s really nothing good about the winter.  Its long dark, cold, and dreary days take too much toll in my mind.  And so my mind has to over-work itself up by trying to ignore the bleak darkness outside my window.  I constantly think of small joys, and try to focus on the positives instead of the negatives, like, sure it’s so dreary outside I could cry, but the trees sure do look beautiful.  I love this quote from Cynthia Rylant, author of one of my favourite short stories anthology, A Couple of Kooks.  Let me share it with you:

In November, the trees are standing,

all sticks and bones.

Without their leaves,

how lovely they are,

spreading their arms like dancers.

The know it is time to be still.

Winter trees are indeed beautiful, especially the silhouette it makes against the grey sky.

If you follow me over on Instagram, these photos will look familiar to you.

What about you?

Do you find Winter a bit harsh?

That “Christmas Vibe”

Not me.  But it’s only early November, my husband says.  I know, I reply.  But that’s not like me at all.  Normally I’m feeling it as soon as the last week of October ends and I’m itching to put up my Christmas lights and other decorations as early as I can get away without the husband grumbling “But it’s too early woman!”  I guess it also has a lot to do with where I come from, Christmas starts really early.  In fact, my mum has her tree up already.  She sent me photo of it a few days ago.  It was lovely, but I’m just feeling it yet.

Normally, I’d be hunting for Christmas presents this early, taking note of all the sales, so I can grab a few bargains. And secretly making a Christmas wish-list in my head at least.  I’d be looking forward to all our little family tradition like going to the Christmas tree farm and picking that one special tree to come home with us.  But nope, not this year.  Not feeling it at all.  “But it’s only November” I hear you say.  But if you knew me, you would know that I love everything about Christmas, especially Christmas decorations.

Even T doesn’t seem bothered at all.  Normally, she’d be thinking about what to put on her Christmas wish list or her letter to Father Christmas.  But every time I ask her what she wants for Christmas she’ll reply with an “I don’t know mum”  

Oh dear, this is really serious.  What is happening to me?  Am I changing?  Am I suddenly going to be anti-Christmas?  The husband says he’ll be getting our Christmas decorations from the shed soon.  Let’s see if that will help.  Maybe seeing all our lovely decorations will help me get into the mood.   Now excuse me while I play some Christmas songs, hopefully that will switch the Christmas vibe on.

What about you?

When do you start feeling that Christmas vibe?

Autumn Faves: These Boots were made for YOU!

My all time favourite pair of boots is one that I’ve worn since I was in my late teens.  Yes, it’s that old. Yes, it’s that durable and yes, I still have it with me.  It’s a pair of Dr. Martens boots in cherry red.  Back when all their shoes were still made in England and not China.  Back when you didn’t have to pay extra if you wanted a pair that was made in England.  Please don’t ask how long ago that was … because I won’t tell you 😉

I have many memories linked with those boots.  I guess that’s also one of the reasons why little T’s first ever pair of Dr. Martens were also cherry red like mine.  It doesn’t fit her anymore.  But we’ve kept it for sentimental reasons.

Anyway, I’ve had so much fun doing my fave chunky knits post, that I’ve decided to do another (gasp) “fashion” post, but this time it’s all about my favourite pick of boots which I’ve found online.  Here are my faves:

1. Clarks 2. H&M 3. Next 4. Camper

If only they weren’t so expensive, I’d order all of them.  Admittedly, I do have a lot of boots already, I don’t think I’d be able to justify a new buy even to myself.  Then again, I saw this mug online with the words “It’s always shoe o’clock.  Hmmm, perhaps I should buy that mug instead?

And if you’ve read the previous post, I know what you’re thinking, why am I doing another post for someone who claims to not like “fashion”?  I think the difference is that, I do like clothes and my choices are always more on comfort than style than the latest trend.  I wouldn’t even know what the latest trends are if you asked me 🙂

What about you?

Do you like boots too?

Do you go for comfort or style?

Autumn Faves: Chunky Jumpers

Since Autumn seems to have comfortably settled in, I’ve decided to embrace everything about this cozy season.  What do I love about Autumn, let me count the ways:

  • I love winter-warmer recipes, especially homemade soup like my favourite squash soup.
  • I love open and lit fires.
  • I love taking long Autumn walks.
  • I love the changing of the colours of the leaves from green, brown to golden.
  • And lastly, I love wearing chunky jumpers, who doesn’t?

I’ve never been a fashionable person. I’ve always gone for comfort and not style, especially now that I’m a mother.  Who has the energy to think of outfits for the school run?  Do women even do that, I wonder?  If you do, well done to you!  As for me, I usually grab whatever I can get my hands on.  I’m lucky if I remember to even brush my hair.  That’s one of the reasons why I have my hair short now – less hassle.

I do however love Autumn and Winter fashion, though I do use the word “fashion” loosely, as I mentioned, I don’t really care much about it but I love, love, love chunky jumpers.  Who cares if they make you look a bit heavier, as long as they keep you cosy and warm?  Here are four of my faves:

1. Face Face   2. Dorothy Perkins 3. H&M  4. Zara

Come to think of it, I don’t just love chunky jumpers, I guess you could say I love Autumn and Winter clothes.  I know what you’re thinking, “I thought you didn’t care much about fashion?” I guess I do, but only in the cold seasons 🙂 From lovely knits, to fluffy hats with pompoms and thick scarves, and boots!  To quote L.M. Montgomery (author of the classic – Anne of Green Gables)  “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”  And I’m adding …chunky jumpers!

What about you?

Do you love chunky knits too?

Autumn Images

The Indian summer I was so hoping for, didn’t happen.  It’s like summer didn’t even try to linger a bit longer.  It just packed its bag and nary a glance, left and shut the door quietly behind it.  Ah well….

Autumn isn’t that bad at all.  In fact, I do love the changing of the colours of the leaves from green, brown to golden.  I love raking them in the garden, dressed in a warm coat and wellies, engrossed in my own thoughts.  I pile all the leaves and scoop them up in our wheelbarrow, then wheel it behind the small barn and unto our compost heap.  I have a feeling a badger or hedgehog family might just decide to move in there soon.  They’ll dig in real deep under that pile of leaves.  Hopefully it will keep them warm.

All the leaves in the trees will soon be gone. I’ll keep raking them as fast as I can but the weather hasn’t been too kind lately.  The leaves have turned mucky.  When it’s better you’ll find me busy raking in the garden, such good exercise too.

And here is Boots on her favourite spot.  I’ve probably photographed her more than a dozen times on this very spot, over the seasons.  I think she likes it there so she can wait and watch before she pounces on her prey.

And you’ll still find the cows grazing in the empty field behind our house.  In the winter, they are all put in the barn.  I guess it’s because there’s not enough nutrients to be found in the grass and so they’ll have to be fed in the barn.

Autumn days are also lovely when you have a fire to light.  When I think of autumn, I also think of delicious home-made soup, thick-chunky jumpers, and lovely autumnal walks.

Yes, it isn’t that bad at all.  While I do miss you summer, I’m cozying up with Autumn now.  See you next year!

A Wedding and a Short Holiday

After being away for about two weeks, we are back!

We actually came back late last Friday, but the following days were all a bit of a blur.  T attended a party last Saturday, hung out in a friend’s house after, Sunday was spent resting (or trying to).  Went out food shopping Monday, Tuesday T had a playdate with two friends and today she’s having another one, plus a sleep-over!  Yes, our little house is still in a bit of a frenzy this week I’m afraid, so while we’ve been back, I haven’t really been online much lately.

This is really just a quick note to say the wedding was a blast.  T enjoyed her first time ever role as bridesmaid/flower girl.  She absolutely loved twirling in her white dress and pink shoes, matching with her cousin of course.  They both loved it.

Then we were off to Norfolk for a few days.  Our base was Hunstanton and it was lovely there.  Will do a little short series on Norfolk and all the lovely tourist places we visited.  I think they are all worth a mention here, so please bear with me as I slowly sift through the dozens of photos I took, hopefully they’ll all end up here.

Now excuse me while I make lunch for two excited little girls …

Prayer for the innocent lives …

lost in the Manchester attack, the recent London bridge killings, the fire that raged a tower block in London just last night, and the on-going fight in Marawi and the rest of the world.

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,

and let perpetual light shine upon them.

May the souls of all the faithful departed,

through the mercy of God,

rest in peace. Amen.

 

The Ever Changing British Weather

“It’s hailing and the wind is howling!”  T exclaimed emphatically a few days ago while eating her breakfast.  “Why is this happening?”  She added dramatically.  From upstairs, I shouted back “because we live in England that’s why!”  Isn’t it ironic that I titled my last post as “Winter is dead?” and yet it feels its back again with a vengeance.  Serves me right for being too optimistic.

As I was helping her get ready for school that day, she announced she didn’t want to wear her summer dress.  I took a skirt out and her school jumper which she normally only wears in “colder” weather and asked if she wanted to wear knee socks.  She shook her head and requested for tights.

This little girl of mine seldom complains about the cold.  I’ve caught her running around and doing somersaults topless on her trampoline with her friends, she must have been really cold this morning to request for tights. I don’t blame her.  We’ve been having such glorious warm(ish) weather lately, this cold snap must have been a shock to her this morning.

Also woke up to a grey and cold day yesterday, I decided to write that one-off too and spend the day catching up with Grey’s Anatomy.  Yes, I’m probably the only one who still watches that show even if most of the characters annoy me, I still want to know what’s happening to Meredith Grey.

Last Tuesday, a friend picked me up in the morning and we spent some lovely time just mooching around,having a coffee and lunch in the town nearest to us.  The sun did eventually come out in the afternoon, but the wind was still bitter cold.  I looked around and everyone seemed to be wearing their winter clothes too.  And here I was thinking I’d add “Put away thick jumpers” to my list of things to do this week.  Thank goodness I haven’t done that!

This week, I’ve been cursing the mad British weather and it wasn’t just me.  My husband was the same too.  I glared at him at one point and said “Hey!  You were born here!  You ought to be used to this.  Whereas I come from a tropical country, I have the right to complain!”  He glowered back at me and said, “Complaining about the weather IS our national sport!”

Winter is Dead …

thank goodness for that.  Up country, the trees have fully regrown their leaves.  Down here in Cornwall, even though Spring happens early, the trees are still recovering from the “deadness” of Winter.  Some of them are still bald, some are slowly sprouting tiny leaves, pert against the blueness of a Spring sky.  I understand why this is my husband’s favourite season.  He says he likes it because there is hope in the air.  I like it because it is beautiful.  Suddenly the greyness is gone and there is an abundance of colour.  What’s not to like about Spring?  You must be really dull or hate life not to embrace everything about it.

Spring break has also come and gone.  We spent the first week pottering about, mostly gardening, although there is still a lot to be done, we are slowly getting there.

We also visited my in-laws in the second week and did a day trip to the bustling city of London.  It was nice to spend time with the family, but it was great to drive back home to the country again.  I think I also understand why some people don’t like leaving their place.  It can sometimes be a bit cumbersome and I’m not alone in feeling this.  My husband heaved a heavy sigh as he stepped on the gas to make that long trip back up-country.  We haven’t even left and yet we were already longing for home.

Ah home.  At the moment, home is this 400-year-old farm cottage surrounded by cows and fields.  The house gets mouldy in Winter, I have yet to repaint the walls.  There are still remnants of mould even though we’ve tried our best to wipe them away, you can still see them on the walls like scars that haven’t healed.  I’ll get down to doing all that, hopefully this week.

Hope and Spring, such a lovely combination, don’t you think?

It’s all Quiet Here

Shh.

The crowd has left, leaving their small-talk and whisperings with them.  It’s all quiet here.  The silence is deafening but comforting too.  I’d like to say I’ve stripped off my mask but there isn’t any thing to remove.  I’m still the same.  I’ve always been the same.  Like I keep saying, if you find it boring here, I’m afraid that’s what it really is like.  I’m not going to feign excitement, or controversy just to be noticed.  It’s too taxing.

I’ve noticed cobwebs forming in corners, I keep meaning to clean them, but keep forgetting, until this afternoon, I finally picked up that duster and dusted away.

Do cobwebs make noise?

It’s amazing how spiders can do such intricate work in silence.  Even the most celebrated author makes noise while typing away their masterpieces, even if they scribbled, in the silence, you would hear the jotting down of a pen or pencil on paper.  With an artist, I can imagine them making noises too as they go about painting their masterpieces, but spiders?  They are quiet creatures aren’t they?  Weaving their circuitous obra maestras in complete silence and then the humans come and ruin them in one swish of their dusters.

Life is brutal.

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It’s my daughter’s half-term break next week.  I better not forget to switch off the school-run alarm.  Here’s to lie-ins!  I forget, we are visiting my in-laws.  There goes my lie-ins.  Sigh.

Life is indeed brutal.