Morning! Happy Friday everyone.
Friday? Again? Does that not seem a little odd to you? It all goes by so quickly.
A project that is still ongoing is my Easter table. I bought these great wooden birdhouses from the rather fabulous Hobbycraft. They were unfinished when I picked them up so I gave them a couple of coats of a bog standard white emulsion paint.
They do need some more finishing off and smoothing around the edges but I’m rather tempted to leave them plain white and not even add any further embellishments.
If I can help myself.
Except perhaps a bird or two.
Well they are birdhouses after all.
Needless to say this project is ongoing.
I’ve got four fruit trees in pots outside my back door in an area officially called the Container Garden. Earlier this month Robert and I began to plant these trees out in the back garden but for various reasons we have decided to leave them in these large pots until they go dormant again next Winter. What is great about having them right under our noses at this time is that they are all starting to produce their blossom. And I’m a bit fascinated with it.
I remember when I was little how my parents used a paint collection in our house that was all based on blossom. Apple Blossom Green, Cherry Blossom Pink etc. They were all different shades of the softest white which I loved and may go some way to explaining why I feel the need to paint everything I see white. Haven’t moved on to painting the children just yet but that’s probably because I have been unable to find a brush to get in to all their nooks and crannies not because I don’t want to!!
We bought a Quince tree last Winter as a twig. Put it in a large pot and last Autumn we got two fabulous tasting Quince’s from it. I cooked one of them in a Moroccan Lamb dish that I made and was mightily impressed by the difference that this fantastically tasty fruit made to my cooking. I get off on discoveries like that.
This year we’re hoping for even more fruit as I want to make jam with it. Cheese and Quince is a favourite supper of ours and I will be honored if you’d let me share with you when the time comes.
I’m going to go now. There is something in the air here right now and I’ve got a feeling that my whole world is about to be turned upside down. In a good way, yes, in a good way, but also in a ‘I have to be brave and remain cool’ way too.
What time are you allowed to crack open a bottle on a Friday in a way that doesn’t make you look like you may developing a problem? Is there a time? What if it’s bubbly, can you start earlier then???
I mean people have Champagne breakfasts all the time don’t they???
* oh dear *
I love you and thank you so much for reading this week. * said in a small voice as I’m trying to be brave *
See you Monday.
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