Lately, we have had a spell of hot, sunny days. Lovely as it it to wake each day to a cloudless sky, we need some rain as there was none at all in June and the crops are suffering. Talk amongst the farmers at a party yesterday was that it will deluge just before harvest thereby giving the double whammy of poor yields that deteriorate further in the wet conditions. Pessimism or statistical realism?
Lately, there has been a giant dog sitting outside The Barley Barn. It’s an artistic interpretation of recycling and makes an interesting seating place. The bonus of the dry spell is that the giant dog has been evicted from the office, where it took up far too much room as it waited to be
dragged out to installed in its current position.
Lately, I have persuaded Ruth to contribute to Slamseys Journal. During the past year, Ruth has asked me several times to write about printmaking but I’ve largely ignored her and instead wittered on about rosehips and rose petals. This is entirely understandable, as I can easily reel off six things you can do with rose petals but am rather vague about making two colour screen prints, but it’s rather frustrating for Ruth.
Lately, I have resurrected the Life in Mud Spattered Boots blog so that I have somewhere to write about random things that don’t quite fit in here.
Lately a dip in the pond looks more enticing with every sun filled day. However, whenever Morris the fox terrier has taken a swim (which he has done several times recently) his progress has been marked by swirls of black mud. I suspect that there’s only a couple of feet of water above a deep muddy sludge, which is far from tempting.