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Starting the Summer

It’s the May Bank Holiday Weekend – although I will admit that I woke this morning wondering if it really was a bank holiday or should I be getting up to go to work, but I think that’s a normal reaction.  Anyway – May, Summer – I had a productive day on Saturday – I had my car’s NCT at 9am – What was I thinking of??  9am!  on a Saturday!  A few years ago, I got caught in traffic and ever since then I’ve arrived early – so I was done and dusted at the time the appointment was due – how cool was that!  Anyway – I didn’t pass but didn’t exactly fail it either – a light wasn’t working so I’d to get it fixed and I could go back for a visual inspection.  I went to Ikea and spent like it was going out of fashion on knick knacks – I only went for cake and a charger cable but why stop there??  Anyway – went to the garage to see when they could fit me in to get the light sorted – as luck would have it they took a quick look and it seems nothing needed to be done – it was simply that something had popped out of place and once it was put back, all was well – so straight back to the NCT centre, had the visual, got my certificate.  I’m really pleased as the car is 21 yrs old and she’s still going grand!

I came home had cake and decided that the weather had been fine long enough to cut the grass or in my case, dandelion patch – and that’s what I did – it makes such a difference it really does – and I took it as my cue to move the garden bench – in the colder months it’s kept on the path by the wall of the house, but during the summer I move it so that it’s back is to the shed and it’s sheltered by the honeysuckle.  Yesterday (Sunday) there were noises in the garden – I was terrified it was a rodent having some sort of shouting match but it was a load of starlings feeding on whatever was coming through on the garden – it was fascinating to see.  Also when I say starlings – that’s me having a guess…

I actually spent all of yesterday (Sunday) indoors because I’d finally gotten time to read and this was a book I couldn’t put down, so that was me ignoring the outside world for a few hours.  I am actually really happy about that – it’s not that it doesn’t happen that often but I’m a bad reader and it takes me an age to get through books but this was one of the few where I simply had to keep reading until it was finished – the disappointment in it, was that it finished and as it was alluded to the book – that there is always an aftermath and we don’t get to see it.  Anyway – the book was The Wilding by Ian McDonald – it’s categorised as horror but I’m not a horror reader so I’m not sure how deep into the genre it is – I can’t say it was fantasy although it did contain the fantastical – it had the catastrophe and the survival flight or fight – funnily it reminds me of John Wyndham.  Sorry that’s just my thoughts running away with me – but now that the book is finished I’ll have to bring it back to the library.

Keeping me company while I read was the neighbours cat – she came in and curled up on the desk chair and was most reluctant to leave when I eventually evicted her at 8pm.  She’s also the reason I thought rodent in the garden rather than birds – I’ve seen her on occasion passing by with a mouth full of mouse!

This morning I had notions about this post – there was even thoughts of a photo but that didn’t happen ’cause I tend to eat the food and rarely remember to photograph it even if I had intended to do so.  So starting the summer – breakfast outside on the bench listening to the birds and as I was a bit late it also involved a child having great fun playing in their garden somewhere down the road.  The sunshine and the not warm but not cold morning – a lovely air that refreshes but doesn’t invigorate too much.  It’s the one thing that I love – to sit out on the bench having breakfast listening for the sounds and the silence.  If the weather holds over the next while, it will be a mix of the mornings and evenings after work, listening to all of the voices enjoying the outside – looking around and seeing how the flowers are growing and changing (flowers = raspberries, black currants, agapanthus, lavender, holly and of course dandelions).  There is something so peaceful about just sitting out when the weather allows.  So now that the bench is in Summer position it’s time to start getting outside.

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Frosty Mornings

For the last few days it’s been a bit cold – not as cold as it could be in fairness.

There is something so delicate about frost, everything looks blasted and could snap if you touch it.

This was taken this morning

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Sitting in the Shade

It’s just after 8am and I’m out in the garden with the laptop and a coffee.  I think this is the hour that everybody seems to emerge – I can hear windows opening and voices – chattering about what needs to happen in order for the day to start.  The dogs have been left outside, they too, are chatting over the garden fences.  It’s the same every morning, an unconscious way of marking what time it is.  The various different birds flying about and singing in their dawn chorus are joined by aeroplanes.  I see their con trails in the sky – why has that reminded me of slugs and snails? – when I can’t see them like the birds, I can hear them somewhere high above and off in the distance.

Because of the angle of the building, I have a choice, I can sit in a warm sunny carpark or sit in a slightly colder shaded garden.  I’ve picked the garden, nobody goes near me.  The closest I have to that are the bees who are investigating the raspberries.  They’re not in the lavender yet, although I can smell it sometimes if the breeze goes in the right direction. I’m waiting for the honeysuckle, now that is a beautiful smell.
Occasionally I will be joined by the cat but this morning she has chosen to go back to bed.  I will probably make the same choice when I’m her age.  But for now, for this season, for this day, I chose to get up earlier and and enjoy the sounds.   It’s a gentle way to start the day and for that I’m lucky.  There’s no hurry hurry hurry.  It’s strange that 30mins less time in bed gives my day much more than 30mins extra.
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Rainy Days

This is probably a post that should be over on the blog with the photos, but I decided that this was the place I wanted it to be.

I love nothing more than a rainy day.  It’s even better if I’m sitting inside – a cup of tea in hand, cosy socks and slippers – if it’s in the cooler months, add a warm jumper or oodie – maybe watching some old film.  It all invokes that mood of being cocooned and safe.  It’s possibly part of that Hygge definition – that cosiness is highlighted against the not so cosy weather outside.

The above is the stereotypical notion of being indoors when it’s raining.  However, for me, I like to sit next to the window – if there’s a stair to be sat on that’s a double win, but I like to be next to the window to watch the rain.  Not the rain outside, but the raindrops coursing down the window.  It’s hypnotic.  It allows the mind to wander away and come back to what’s in front of you.  Watching how each trickle can distort the background, how some will join up and become larger and change the pattern it leaves behind.

I love the comfort and the solitude it invokes.

This little video/reel was recorded one evening, using the time-lapse option on my phone.  I like the increased sense of movement that you don’t always get with rain – and because it was still early evening the light outside was sill bright enough to see beyond the window.  So click on it – press play and enjoy the clip of music that it going with it.

 

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The Big Snow

Here in Ireland we get two types of weather – warm rain and cold rain – ok that’s an exaggeration but sometimes I don’t think that it’s by much.  I have to admit I don’t mind the rain and given a choice I’d pick cold rain.  However, the weather episode of choice for me is Snow!  probably because we don’t get it that often and so it holds its magic.  I have a feeling if it arrived every year it would turn tiresome and mundane, but it doesn’t, so it isn’t 🙂

This year I turned 40, yes I know I don’t look a day over 21 but there you have it!  There is one snow event that it still referred to in hushed tones of awe – The Big Snow of ’82.  I was 6 and a half (always important at that age!) and we had only lived in Dublin 2yrs.  As Dylan Thomas said “I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve, or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six”, all I can remember is that it seemed to go on forever.

One of the things that stuck in my memory from that time is Soft Cell and Marc Almonds trousers when he was on Top of the Pops singing “Tainted Love” – he looked like he was wearing black sacks ( I was 6!).

When the snow came people did put black sacks into their wellies and up their legs to keep their trousers dry.  Or at least I think that was it – I don’t think we were that trendy in Portmarnock to have those kind of baggy trousers, and if we were you certainly wouldn’t have worn them with wellies!

So what is it that has brought about this bout of nostalgia?  Well it’s that time of year again when the papers and websites start to predict snow – the coldest winter in 50 years, since records began, EVER!!!!  Happily they are simply reprinting the same stories as last year and simply updating the numbers.  In one such story I saw a link to a home video from 1982!  Yes, Virginia, A home video – smart phones? – ha! this was the hi-tech end of the analogue age (more nostalgia?)  So it’s not as crisp and it doesn’t have volume, for some I suppose the snow isn’t even that high, but for me it was a wonderful time – no responsibilities, no school, randomly no electricity but we had snow and enough of it to make snowmen!

Enjoy!

(And another with more colour and a bit of chat)

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SNOW!

If you know me, then you know I have a thing about snow.  I love it.  Actually, I love what is generally considered bad weather.

I also like to take photos.  There are a great many photographers out there that I wish I had but a fraction of their talent, but there is one photographer who takes the photos I’d love to take!

Meet Christophe Jacrot:  Facebook, Twitter, Website

On his site he has them all grouped – How about:

Blizzard

Melting Greenland (a sad thought for such beautiful photographs)

Winter In Town

and most recently White Iceland the photo on this page that I love is The Orange Tunnel!

this is a sample of his fantastic work:

SantaClaus – not going to make it too big – click on the links behind them holds such beautiful visions!

This is the one thing that isn’t making me smile – he had an exhibition in Paris November-ish time and we just couldn’t get over.  Hohum – I’ll just have to keep checking back just in case there’s another one.

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Two Of My Favourite Things

Snow covered Champs-Elysées Avenue by Mehdi Fedouach/AFP/Getty Images

 

Snow & Paris – what more could you ask for in May?

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I don’t know if it is just because I was slightly more awake this morning and noticed or if this is the first day but it was still dark this morning when I got up.

I am a Winter person but I do start to get that feeling when I see Autumn setting in.  Spring with all of its new growth doesn’t do as much for me and Summer – well if we go away then it’s a welcome change but at home it’s pretty much the same – wet but slightly warmer.

Actually that was something I noticed about our holiday to Paris – I’d move there at the drop of a hat but I think I’d miss the cool weather – in saying that I don’t know what Parisian Winter weather is like.  I know it’s odd but I like the miserable and cold weather.  I’m not sure if it’s the feeling of being safe and cosy indoors while nature is venting itself or what.

Ok it seems that I’m not that much awake as my head is still full of groggy thinking – I’d better go and freshen up before work.