The lit candle, grubby yarn, and a happy cow.....

 

I like to get up early, between 5.30 am to 6.30 am.

I love the quiet of the morning, when the day is waiting to wake up and I am too.

To nudge me into wakefulness I go straight into the sitting room, light a candle, say a few words to the Universe, such as 'Please help me get the best out of this day', or some such depending on the mood of the moment.

 

The little candle alcove is between the door and the bookcase, and in front of it sits my spinning wheel. So to continue to help ease myself into the day I sit and spin for 10 minutes, or perhaps longer if I have a mind not to want to tackle the day any time soon.

 

 

I am working on what is supposed to be a white fleece. It is really mucky and short haired, so I have to concentrate really hard to keep the yarn flowing evenly off the fleece. If my mind wanders then the yarn keeps breaking, making this fleece good training for concentration.

 

I didn't do anything with the dye pot today. Needed some more canning lids as had the meat I cooked yesterday to get into the canner. Went to my local supermarket and they didn't have any, just a big gap where they should have been. I have the sense of an era passing. That this supermarket chain does not want to give shelf space to DIY food processing equipment. Times are changing even down here in the south west lands of France. But at least the SuperU supermarket down the road still stocks canning equipment, for the moment. I think I must source these lids online, and buy in quite a stock of them because canning can't be done without them as they seal the jars down tight.

 

Righty ho, .... and the veg plot jungle:

 

 

..... and buried in amongst this lot of green madness should be a row of bush beans.....

 

 



 

..... and there were! They are in the small bowl, the other beans are from the climbing beans.

 

And what better activity to do on a lovely sunny day, but sit and shell those climbing beans.

 

 

Not a huge harvest, but better than none. They will be put into canning jars later on.

 

 

Lester prepping a small patch of the veg plot with his 'falling apart' rotovator. Normally we would do a retreat from the veg plot once the harvests are in, leaving the space to go its own way over the winter. But this year I thought we should have a go at growing winter veg, and be 'all year round' veg plot gardeners, rather than 'fair weather' gardeners.

 

First 'proper' cabbage we have grown since we got here (7 years). Normally they either have succumbed to lack of water, or have been eaten into oblivion by caterpillars or slugs, or have gone past their best and rotted. But not this one!

 

And .... "Bonny, would you like to share a leaf of the cabbage with me?"

 

 

"No.........."

 

 

" Lissie, perhaps you would to share a leaf with me?"

 

"Oh yezzzz pleaseeeee"

 



 

Another priceless moment.

 

Time to end the day now,

Bye for now,

 

Vx