Sunday, February 28, 2010

This and That

Some pictures and a few comments - all I have time for tonight. Bed beckons.....

How I have been filling my time.....

A trip to Osoyoos on Friday to pick up our new bar height table and chairs. A gift from the 'meadow' people to make it easy for the Ancients (Charles and I) to slide off the chairs. And they swivel too.

I used to know a lady who we nicknamed 'Mrs. Lovely Lovely' because that is how she described most things. Unless they were 'shocking, shocking'. or 'dreadful, dreadful'!

This is just how I feel about this 'lovely, lovely' high table and chair set. It fits perfectly in the breakfast room. However, being perched up on a bar seat, with my feet on the rail that encircles the table pedestal, I am more in the mood for a glass of wine, a few nuts, and a biscuit or two, rather than a prosaic breakfast. Naughtiest of all I have this strange pining for a cigarette (something which hasn't been part of our lives for many years) and maybe a pair of bewitching shoes with rhinestoned heels to hook over the bar railing. 'Shocking, shocking'



On the way over the Pass to Osoyoos we passed new grape plantings, which are gradually replacing orchards and cattle ranches in the valley. I find it ironic that the valley is part of the B.C. Agricultural Land Reserve which prohibits farmers from subdividing their land and which was introduced to encourage food production, - in the future will we all be sitting around high bar tables drinking wine, rather than feasting on a good steak and apple pie?




We did see some nice big spreads of calving cows, and in some of the orchards that still hang on the sap is rising and the peach trees glow scarlet in the sunshine.





And there was green grass in the meadows....



Early in the morning, before breakfast (when it is too early in the day to drink wine and wear high heels) I have been working on the sock project while I read McCall Smith's wonderfully civilized and gently humorous 'Unbearable Lightness of Scones'.



I am on my seventh sock! Only twenty more to go before Christmas! I was afraid they might get boring, but I find that it is such a habit now to pick them up and knit a few rows without a great amount of concentration. I almost knit unconsciously, and if you're not conscious of something how can it bore you? Does this sound logical.



When the sun shines I am also out in the garden a bit. A few budding blooms, and the faint sound of the Chinese lantern underground railway getting into production, searching out spots for new stations to co-habitat with any friendly plant that gives them the slightest encouragement.

And so go my days - longing for spring!

5 comments:

Wanda said...

Lovely, lovely post and photos! It's just wonders, what a little height will do for one! Maybe I should consider a high table and chair set.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Lovely post Hildred - made me smile and we all need smiles in this grey weather - oh for some warm spring sunshine.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Hildreth what a *lovely* OOPS! post! I use that word way too often and you have just cured me with your funny description of Mrs Lovely Lady! How shocking of you ;>). But my poor vocabulary aside, I really loved this post -- great smiles here. And I'm glad Spring is on its way for you -- meantime enjoy your new table and chairs (and your high heels?).

Fonnell/Grammie/mom said...

oh the socks are inspiring! I need to do the same, socks are never boring! I lived in wine country in California when all the kids were born. It's an interesting thing to be surrounded by vineyards. Phil and I used to hunt wild pigs through the vines! Such old memories.

Barb said...

Delightful, delightful - that's what I think, Hildred. Catching up with you before bed - we have company for a few days. Soon you'll have 4 pair knit!