Six on Saturday, here we go again. Admittedly it has been a few weeks since I dabbled, but I’m sure I will pick it up again; the subtle nuances, the intricacies. Just like riding a bicycle. Unfortunately, I can only ride a bike in a straight line, as long as there are no cars, orContinue reading “Six on Saturday”
My week panned out as follows: wet, dry, wet, slightly soggy, sunny. It could have been worse. I might have had a leak in both my boots and my waterproof trousers. Luckily it was only one of the two. Gardening has been done, but unfortunately none in my own garden. Which possibly will not comeContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Wet and Dry”
It has been a rather discombobulating week, with midweek shenanigans and not much work. The little work I did proved to be rather beneficial, it seems that I am no longer in denial about the onset of autumn. It appears that I have caught up with everyone else, just in time for winter to rear its,Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Autumn Antics”
It always takes me a few weeks to accustom myself to the shortening days and falling temperatures. All week I have struggled to get up in the morning and when I drag myself out of bed I am more belligerent teenager than disco diva. Today was no exception. There is one word that concisely sumsContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Dreary”
An out of focus cosmos, symbolising the confusion and instability of life. A backdrop of steely scaffolding representing the hard, harsh realities of life. Yep, the roof is still leaking. After all those promises. Again.
It has been a disruptive week. I am disrupted. Bits all over the place. Betwixt and between I have half an hour to spare. What better use of this time than attempting a Six on Saturday. I mean if Mr K can fell and dispose of a 15m length of leylandii and still contribute toContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Disrupted”
The unrelenting flowering cosmos. On a day that couldn’t be bothered to get properly light, these floral gems were a candle in the gloom. For us softies in the south it was also chilly. It was the first day this autumn that my coat remained tight closed for the duration. Perhaps I wasn’t working hard enough.Continue reading “Unrelenting”