Musings from Home

...on anything and everything

Wednesday 21 April 2010

Garden in Gear for Summer- just revving up

First swallow of the season

His nest has been built on by somebody else


Our first swallow arrived today, only to find that his nest has been taken over by squatters. I wonder what he's going to do?

Avril has been here today and started our new vegetable beds.  Can't wait to start planting cabbages and things!





Flowers are bursting out all over, and Daisy the dog does her best to distract us all and get us to throw her ball.

Friday 9 April 2010

...and the fun continues!

 Avril made a "bug hotel" for the boys when she was here. Today they started to fill the compartments with different materials they found around the garden.



In the afternoon, we went to see the Snow Queen at Up Front Gallery Puppet Theatre. The boys loved it, but so did Gran, Grandad and Auntie Kate.

The Boys Are Here!


Ted and Daisy play football; Shay plays badminton

  
Ted and Seamus are enjoying a short stay at the Red House with Granny, Grandad and Auntie Kate. They had a great day playing football and badminton with Avril's dog, and another day admiring the horses at the lakeland Heavy Horse Centre.


Auntie Kate and Ted at the back of the carriage





Monday 5 April 2010

Men and Women at Work II (+ dog)

Easter Sunday: cold but bright. A diminished family party meet at the Red House for what has become a traditional gathering of Wards and Jensens. This year, Anna and family were at a wedding, and Kate is due to come tonight with Ted and Shay while Anna and Martin fly to Tokyo for another wedding. Geoff and Amanda arrived on Friday with Ryan and Evie, Daniel working in a pub over the weekend.

Avril came, and everybody weighed in to help. Signs were put up (Ryan's ambition is to be the man who puts out the cones on the motorway), stones and logs were moved, with only a small amount of swearing, and various bits of anatomy were revealed!

Meanwhile, Evie was determined to read outside, despite the cold, and Amanda did a heroic job untangling a total scrow of wool I intend to knit (I did a bit too). If we paid ourselves the minimum wage for it, it would have beed cheaper to have chucked it in the bin and taken a first class train to London to buy some wool from the Queen's knitting shop! But once you start, it becomes obsessive, and Amanda's excitement as she wound the last few strands up was truly moving.