‘O thou the central orb... eternal light of this our wintry world’ it was a choral anthem out there at sunset.
Sleighed to Death, the village play, everyone crying with laughter & ice creams in the interval. Packed house for four performances. Best night out of the year, we know how to live it up in rural Devon.
Decided to get some sweet peas sown & overwintering. Did it properly with a bit of chitting & soaking the seeds first. I’ve found some ‘solstice’ varieties that are apparently not length-of-daylight dependent & will flower earlier. Sowed these on Nov. 5th. We’ll see. Meanwhile the Oriental Poppies went to seed beautifully in the dry summer so started some of those off. Previous experience suggests it may be 3-4 years before these flower.
Its all very well starting something new but there’s plenty on The Wall that needs finishing or progressing, so now for some consolidation whilst I listen to The Distant Echo by Val McDermid which is gripping.
‘We Will Remember Them.’ Completed Journal Quilt entry November 2018. I’ve added in the yew berries, because they have been prolific this year & first notes of Last Post along the bottom.#armistice100
November sunrise.
Much-thronging to this year’s feeding installation. Meanwhile The Enemy of The Birds settles in for his twelve-hour-snooze, thankfully oblivious.
Sunday’s playing of Last Post from the Church tower merits a little A4 journal quilt commemoration. Work in progress #armistice100
This is what happens (by lunchtime) when you live with a designer and happen to say, at the breakfast table, ‘we should put a bird table outside this window.’
