A Greedy Pigeon.

Once again the weather has swung between almost hot sunshine and cooler grey spells. Overall it does feel like we are heading towards the next heatwave. I had towels out on the line by 8.00 and they dried nicely even though there wasn't much in the way of wind.

 

Each morning I put out a small handful of seeds for the birds. The sparrows usually appear as soon as they see me, grab a few seeds and off they go. Mr Wood Pigeon on the other hand will stay and polish off the whole lot. I let him eat for a while and then I tell him to move on. But he doesn't take much notice of me and goes and hides where he thinks I can't see him.

This morning we headed off for our usual meet up with our friends at the Mach library to work on our Welsh. Afterwards I went to the Mach Post Office, at the back of the Spar as they often are, bought birthday cards at the nice card shop and checked out the charity shops. I'm not looking for anything in particular at the moment but you never know.

I my first job at home was to go up into the loft (really hot up there and an odd smell, not sure if it's hot plastic or something decaying) to bring down some underbed storage tubs.  I use them everywhere but these ones actually are going under a bed. 

I'm trying a new arrangement with the trundle bed. Instead of keeping the mattress on the lower bed that slides under the other one, I've put the pillows and bedding in the storage tubs and put them on the bed frame leaving the mattress on top of the other bed. I'm hoping I can reconcile the extra bulk vs having a better height work area with pillow piles in the corner. Not sure yet.

And of course I ended the afternoon with some gardening. Mainly cutting back and dead heading plus I did my best to dig out a rather too prolific small flowered campanula which had tried to smother some crocosmia.

And Breathe.

We've had a lovely weekend with our friends whom we've known since our eldest children were born. We used to live near each other in London but since moving to different parts of the country haven't met up so often especially since we moved to Wales.

Sam, Kate and younger daughter Alex arrived on Friday afternoon and we have spent the weekend chatting, eating, watching the sea,  going to the beach and yesterday we went for a walk at Ynyslas.

At the car park we got our residents' parking permit from a rather grumpy chap who asked if the paper Peter was showing him was for council tax and then grudgingly admitted that a water bill was also a valid proof of address.

From the Visitors' Centre, now manned by volunteers from Borth Community Hub we walked along the boardwalk through the dunes to the beach. There we sent Sam off to walk the four miles back along the beach to Borth (Kate has recently had a knee replacement) while the rest of us circled back to the car park and drove home to yet more tea and cake.

Considering how minimalist my cooking efforts are these days all my planning paid off and though I say it myself we ate well. Including lunches, cakes and puddings which we don't normally eat but were enjoyable though I don't think my waistline could survive such a regime for much longer.

Our friends left left this morning and while Peter hoovered and mopped I got the first two lots of washing done, dried and later ironed. Before tucking the trundle bed away I gave it a good clean as when putting it up I'd noticed that it was quite dusty but was too rushed to deal with it then. I also tightened up all the bolts with an allan key and now the bed no longer wobbles alarmingly. That led on to tightening up the bolts of our bed and wiping of the underframe. This cleaning lark never stops. 

Today's weather has swung between short spells of hot and humid and longer spells of cloudy with a cooler wind. In the afternoon I found a bit of time to do some gardening, mainly dead heading thrift. I think I'll use the seed heads to grow more plants in case the ravages/ toilet habits of the local cats cause the demise of the current plants.

Oystercatchers and a dragon.

A Change Of Routine.

It's been warm but quite windy today with the occasional moment of sun. Good waves and by the time I came home the sea was filled with surfers.

In a change to my usual routine this morning I went shopping instead of Friday as our friends will be arriving tomorrow lunchtime. I didn't bother going all the way across town to Morrison's but did all my supermarket shopping in Lidl.  I'm finding now that when I write out my shopping list the Morrison's side is getting smaller and smaller. I like checking the plant section and seeing what is in the reduced cabinet but in general I'm now only buying those items which I know Lidl doesn't have. Also Morrison's collects soft plastic packaging for recycling (including some kinds that our weekly collection doesn't take).

I first had a wander around town as I had a bra to collect from M&S and needed to call into Tesco's (which I usually avoid) for some olives for Peter. There I met a couple from the rowing club and we had a long chat, something you often see happening in the local shops.

In the car park I saw people coming out of Matalan clutching handfuls of items and realised they had a sale on with a lot of things reduced by 50%. Of course I went in to have a look and also came out with a handful of items, underwear for Peter, (men's) socks for me and a silicone dish meant for an air fryer but also good for the oven. I was tempted by a lot of their homeware but unless I know exactly where I will put something I don't buy it. Also, in Tesco's I bought some new soft hand towels for the blue loo in their sale. I can never resist a new towel when it's the perfect colour.

When I got home I had to do a scientific packing of the fridge to accommodate the extra food for the weekend (must remember which things need to come out of the freezer). Shopping put away I turned my study into a guest bedroom by putting up the trundle bed into a super king sized bed, opened up the dining table to its full length and best of all finished off the painting. I only needed to paint a second coat on the skirting boards in the blue loo and the utility room so that didn't take too long. Another job completed.

All I need to do now is make a salad for supper before going to disco aerobics. It's Rachel's (she teaches all the classes) birthday this week so we're going to celebrate with prosecco and nozecco. She's always thinking up more ways to make things fun.

The flowering sedum on the terrace looks like a bunch of cute aliens come to say hello.

I shan't be blogging tomorrow or Saturday but should be back on Sunday. See you then.

Painting.

It's been warm today. occasionally sunny but mostly grey. 

Not that I have spent much time outside as today I have been painting. Peter had brought me home a tine of the paint I needed (£30 for 2.5L, paint's not cheap these days.) so I was able to get on with the long drawn out painting of the woodwork.

Of course I couldn't just paint over where the offending oily knots had been, tempted as I was but needed to paint whole door frames and most of the skirting boards in the main part of the house. And as any white paint does yellow slightly over the years I have to admit it all looks a lot fresher.

It will need a second coat which possibly will get done tomorrow but then that will be another job I can tick off my mental list.

While I was doing that Peter took the car to the garage to have the clutch fixed. It had got to the point where the clutch was right at the top so we didn't know how long before it gave out entirely. I'll admit that might be down to me driving with my foot resting on the clutch which I know isn't good for the car. The mechanic also repaired a part of the suspension so the car should be fine when next it goes for its MOT. 

Walking around the garden I saw a busily working white tailed bumble bee,

 

a small butterfly sheltering in the leaf of an arum lily and a fly/bee? resting on an ox-eye daisy.

Just got home from choir. The new clutch takes a bit of getting used to. Despite Peter's dire warnings I didn't stall the car though it was a bit hippety hoppety at times.

Some Good News.

The day began with some sun but while remaining warm it soon turned wet. A welcome relief for the garden plants.

 

In the morning I caught the tail end of the sunny spell as I sat on the wall of a raised bed in the front garden. All around bees were buzzing as they visited the flowers in search of nectar and the grasses swayed gracefully in the wind. 

I decided not to go to the zoo this week as I've got a lot to do at home. But that didn't stop me from crawling around on my hands and knees as I weeded the path that runs along the side of the house. 

I'm afraid I went into grumbling mode as I worked. Not because of the weeding but I don't think I'll ever come to terms with the outside boiler (that grey box blocking the path). 

I get irritated every time I have to turn sideways to squeeze past it. It's only just possible to push a bucket through the gap, bags of cuttings have to be lifted over and there's no way the pressure washer can get through. Instead I have to take the pressure washer out by the drive, down the road and carry it over the shingle garden to the paving at the front of the house. And why is it there? It has to be outside but the path widens as it goes towards the garage. Even 4 or 5 ft further up the path and there would have been an extra 10 inches. I guess men just don't think of such things. 

On a much more positive note - remember my eventful trip out to Crete? Well, I finally got around to phoning to see if I could claim for the money on the travel insurance. (I don't do personal phone calls but am reasonably okay with 'business' calls). 

I didn't hold out much hope as I had no paperwork from either the airline or the lost and found office in Schiphol as it had been first thing in the morning. One chap kept telling me to scan the QR code and fill in an on-line form which wasn't a lot of help as my phone was in the lost bag.

But today a very nice lady took my flight details etc and I also happened to have the receipt from when I got my euros from the Post Office. I had also got the holiday insurance from the Post Office. It took a while but she upheld my claim and I will get £250 which is the maximum they give. As I was expecting nothing it was a really nice surprise. I guess I'll be using the Post Office for my holiday insurance next time.

The changeable weather brought a variety of colours to the sea.

I've been tidying up in the house, washing floors etc while Peter took yet another car load of bags to the dump. It's dry at the moment and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will stay that way so I can walk down to the Hall for Pilates rather than drive.

The Camera Never Lies.

or so they say.

Even without Photoshop or any other image changing app the way you take a photo makes a lot of difference to the overall effect of the final image. 

To begin with a camera cannot do what our brains are able to do when looking at the light levels of the whole picture. On the top photo I had to chose whether to have the sky or the foreground looking the way my brain perceived it. So in the photo the green grass of the cliff ended up in the dark. 

The first three photos were all taken within moments of each other. The more I zoomed in the more golden the photos got. That's to do with the way our brains will fill in the rest of the scene with the colours it can already see.

Whatever the technical reason I simply enjoy taking photos of the setting sun.

Today things were cooler still. I spent the day tidying up the rest of the hedges. I got out the extra long hedge trimmer which so heavy and hard to use but meant I didn't need to be balancing on the stepladder. The hedge between us and the neighbours is still a bit too pointy on the top. I'll trim it into a better shape when there aren't a million plants in the way.

The inside of the long hedge got cut and some of the herbaceous plants needed cutting back too. At least that's it for now.

Cooling Down.

It certainly has been a lot cooler today which I'm sure everyone is relieved about. The cool wind is even stronger than yesterday and has brought good surfing waves.

The sight of the lifeboat bouncing through the waves as the lifeboat crew went out on their training session confirmed Peter's fears that it wouldn't be safe to take the boat out on a row. (He is the safety officer.) However as there as there were a number of new people who had signed up for the morning's row they had a training session on the beach. Not as I imagined all sitting in the boat in the boat park waving their oars about pretending to be in the water but things like wearing the life jackets and the commands used by the coxes. 

I decided not to go on the group walk today. It was a perfectly nice walk in a river valley but one I've done several times before and with our friends coming next weekend there were things I wanted to be getting on with at home.

First off was the hoovering. Peter had been doing sporadic hoovering as well as the daily dry mopping of the laminate floors but somehow the hoovering hasn't been happening. Once I'd hoovered, and this is something I really should have done during the heatwave, I washed the areas of the bedroom carpet that were looking a little grubby. This I have to do the old fashioned way with a bucket, brush and cloth as the wooden floorboards under the carpet mean it is not advisable to use the Vax in carpet washing mode. Drat!

That done I prepped the skirting boards ready for the next coat of paint. But having done that I found that the tin of acrylic silk finish paint I planned to use has gone off and will need to go to the dump. But I shall buy the paint I need asap and get on with finishing that job. 

I found a couple of door mats that I could put in the washing machine and then took myself out for some gardening. Much as I love to see plants sprawling naturally the path to the garden gate was getting hard to find so the lavender and the curry plants got a trim. I cut so much lavender rather than chuck it straight into a bag for the dump I've put it in a bucket on the pavement with a sign asking people to help themselves.

I also did some general trimming and tidying up in the front garden. There a I saw a small brown grasshopper the same colour as the dry stems of a clump of blue fescue. It was only because it was  sitting on a green stem that I spotted it.