Friday, 21 July 2017

A little local dog walk

It's been a (generally) cold and unsettled summer so far, but perhaps that means I appreciate the warm and sunny days even more.  Monday was one of the lovely ones, and we took a slow walk through the woods at Crummock Water, had a paddle at the boat house, and an equally slow stroll back to the car.



Daisy seemed to enjoy herself; by staying in the woods and out of the sun as much as possible she didn't overheat.  I'd thought about taking swimming gear but decided I couldn't be bothered which was a mistake, I had to settle for a paddle instead.







I can only get Daisy in the water more than an inch or two by holding a biscuit right in front of her nose, and even then she's not daft and won't go very deep.



Walks on water?



Unfortunately not, just another mean trick to cool off Daisy's feet.



"Save me, Daddy!  She's trickling water over my back and I don't like it!!"






Thursday, 6 July 2017

Rudderless?

Oops.   Absolutely no way did I mean to abandon my blog for a month, particularly at a time when there has been so much going on that I am hardly short of anything to write about.  But that is the way of things; so I'll move on from this point and if the mood and moment takes me, do a bit of retrospective catching up when the time feels right.

Whilst Management's retirement is a good great thing, it came about rapidly without taking much time to plan for how we'd "do it".  But that's normal for us - we can take YEARS to decide where to hang pictures, or what colour to paint the sitting room but Big Decisions, nah, they take hours or sometimes days, but never much longer! 

It comes as no shock to anyone who knows me that I like, need, crave routine and order.  It is my anchor and my safe place from which everything else comes into being and the one thing which has completely disappeared from my life in the last month is routine . . . and that includes finding computer time to sit and blog.  Does everyone's retirement start like this? Six weeks on we are still in the midst of strangeness and whilst we have a pretty clear idea of how we want to live, what we want to do, and what we need in order to achieve that,  a backlog of months/years of should-do's and have-to's seems to have totally taken over our lives.

How can it be a month since I last blogged?

How can it be that neither of us ever seem to sit down/sit still and yet we are never finished?



We've certainly been busy, LP's last day was 6th June and since then Management has been a tremendous help in the garden.  Ah yes, The Garden .... a place of happiness and sanctuary (especially during the incredibly hot spell last month) but also a place which needs a lot of time and attention.  Much thought is being given to small changes we might make in future to lessen the workload without diminishing the space.



Daisy is, as always, a delight to live with and happily the Apoquel tablets seem to have conquered the seasonal allergies which make her skin so sore.  Many short local walks, especially to a favourite wildflower meadow near the river.



She found some of June rather too hot and the slate hearth was a favourite place to cool her head



Those white boards full of tasks we've been wanting to get to for months/years have kept us busy, particularly from the middle of last month when we started at one end of the house and absolutely BLITZED a room each day until a week later when we were sick and tired of it all, and anyway, his Mum was arriving the next day!  We spent a very gentle week "on holiday at home" doing as much as an 85-year old with decreasing mobility could manage.  A lovely trip to Lingholm filled a wet day, plus the 'obligatory' visits to the seaside which included the Roman milefort at Allonby, Silloth and even a short climb above the beach at St Bees:



The now-traditional last day visit to Wasdale:



After the post-holiday tidying up and laundry sessions we were both completely worn out!  Over the last month I've developed a possibly unhealthy interest in the TriPeaks game on my iPad and that has been filling what little computer time there seems to be each day. When I find myself wasting time on mindless computer games I know I need a break, and as Management has often said "you could take the caravan away alone and I will look after Daisy" I suddenly decided to take him up on the offer and booked three nights at a tiny CL on a working farm outside Appleby with stunning views of the Pennines.



Which was lovely, but very strange to be without Daisy-dog, and now I'm home, surprisingly knackered but hopefully I will get up refreshed and renewed tomorrow!