Monday, 30 July 2007
And on the same street is this yard full of weird and wonderful concrete sculptures. Can you imagine this at the end of the garden?
Friday, 27 July 2007
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
I'm fed up with knitting.
I can't drive anywhere, or even walk very far right now, so I have been reduced to spying on the neighbours for my entertainment.
Just a few houses away, this old wooden house has been used as a Nursery School for the past 20 years, but since the sudden death of the owner last summer, it's been "FOR SALE". It's just had new windows and a new roof in the spring, but it didn't entice any buyers as the "FOR SALE" sign is still there.
Right opposite me, this house was sold in July 2005, and has been under extensive renovation ever since... nobody living in the main part of the house right now, a young couple rents the basement apartment. Last week it got a new roof and a new chimney.
And this afternoon, I heard the BUZZ of a chain saw. My neighbours to the side were cutting down a huge tree. Enlarge at the Red Arrow.
Sunday, 22 July 2007
And when (if) I feel ambitious, I sit myself down on the grass and start weeding... tons of this purple Self-heal, or Heal-all, in the lawn, growing in huge clumps. The only islands of green in a sea of burnt yellow grass.
Haven't seen any fairies yet though. I hope I'm not destroying their natural habitat.
I love these Flower Fairies books, I have them all from my childhood. Poems and pictures by Cecily M. Barker.
When little elves have cut themselves,
Or Mouse has hurt her tail,
Or Froggie's arm has come to harm,
This herb will never fail.
The Fairy's skill can cure each ill
And soothe the sorest pain;
She'll bathe, and bind, and soon they'll find
That they are well again.
Just what I need for my foot!
YoungerSon came by on the way to a Volvo meet with some of his Volvo aficionado friends
And the Day Lilies are in bloom....
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
But as I'll be staying fairly close to home for the immediate future, some more pics from the Royal Botanical Gardens... the glorious lily display.
And this is the ONLY lily I have ever grown in my own garden. This is the first year it has flowered, and I'm so proud of it, I just had to include it here!
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
It's only minor surgery and looks more impressive than it really is, but it's very painful!
So I'm grounded for a while but I'll soon be on both feet again. Today it's back to the hospital to have the dressing changed and a walking boot put on.
Meanwhile I've got lots to amuse me.Plus blogging, of course.
Thursday, 12 July 2007
It had been a long day for Martimas, who was owned by William Hendrie of Hamilton, Ontario. Following an overnight trip from Saratoga down the Hudson River to Manhattan, the colt was shipped by ferry to the docks in Brooklyn, about six miles from the track. The groom, after being misled many times and walking in circles for hours until he and Martimas were on the verge of exhaustion, arrived at the track 45 minutes before post time.
The money Hendrie earned in winning the rich Futurity was given to build the Martimas Wing at Hamilton General Hospital. A multiple stakes winner on U.S. tracks, Martimas also won the Toronto Cup at Woodbine and the Canadian Derby at Fort Erie for trainer Ed Whyte. Martimas sired King's Plate winners Kelvin and Shimonese.
Wednesday, 11 July 2007
I hadn't been there before and I wanted to check out The Royal Court which is where YoungerSon and The Beloved will be tying the knot in October.
Sunday, 8 July 2007
So sang Bob Marley, but I think he was referring to something a little different than this.
This is how it all started..... first we paid a visit to Barry's Berries strawberry farm:
Then YoungerSon was given the job of cleaning and hulling the fruit. He loved it, as you can see from the expression on his face.
Then we gave him a wooden spoon and said "Stir it up" so he did.
This cheered him up no end.
He looks so patriotic in his England soccer shirt and his London pinny. A tribute to the home country!
The Beloved... soon to be The Bride... was in charge of filling the boiling hot jars with boiling hot jam.
Not really an enviable job in a boiling hot kitchen in July.
And the end result... multiple jars of strawberry jam.
YoungerSon and The Beloved want to give a small thankyou gift to everyone at their wedding (not too long to go now, see the ticker at the very bottom of this blog), and wanted something a little different.... so (close your eyes, wedding guests, if you are reading this, it's a surprise) they are making strawberry jam!
This is the perfect gift... you can eat it, use the jar afterwards, it's hand made using pesticide-free local produce, and there's even a connection to YoungerSon's granfer in Devon, UK, who grew the best strawberries in Shammick.
So now my dining room holds 14 cases of 12 125ml jars... that's 168 jars! Enough to feed an army... well... a wedding and a couple of bridal showers anyway!
I hope we can resist the temptation to open a few jars before the great day!
For some reason, silly Blogger won't let me put a title to this post. Is anyone else having the same problem?
Update Tuesday July 10 2007: Title has been added. Alphabet Soup sent me to Blogger Help for the answer.... put the cursor on the word Title and it seems to work. Blogger says they are working on the problem.
Friday, 6 July 2007
When YoungerSon was at nursery school, he learnt about composting, and since then all the veggie waste and the garden waste ended up in huge pile of "stuff", but we never really did much with it.
Then The Space Cadet took over and built a compost bay two years ago. (The bricks came from the building site next door.... shhhh!) But it got really messy looking and he needed to clean it up. On the right is the original pile, on the left is the current year.
Then he decided that a second bay was needed.... each pile takes 2 years to mature into useable compost..... so.... more bricks.
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
Of course, a Strawberry Festival has to have lots and lots of strawberries...
But you can't live on strawberries alone. Here I'm enjoying falafel from the Egyptian Coptic Church booth.
The Space Cadet couldn't resist joining in with the cowgirl Line Dancers on the street. He got a well deserved standing ovation from the crowd.
And of course, there were rides on the Berry-Go-Round...