Ch, ch, ch...changes.
I realised, this week, just how much my life has changed when, on a popular social media site recently, a friend posted a photo of a view - a blissful country scene of a walk she had taken that morning. All fields and autumnal scenes across rolling fields. When I studied the photo all I could see, green with envy, were the neatly cut hedges and freshly mown pastures.
We still await the arrival of the hedging contractor...yes, yes - I've been reliably informed he 'takes his time'.
I realise how much my husbands life has changed when recently, he relayed to me a conversation he'd had with a work colleague. It was along the lines of how much the colleague had spent that day on some (hideously expensive) online speaker cables...he'd seen them six months ago on a website and they were twice the price, so he bid, and subsequently won - and was brimming with his half price deal. We winced, together, in a knowing sort of way.
My husband then asked the colleague if he realised how far the value of his bid would go on on our farm right now? It would buy us the much needed hydraulic log splitter that would fit on the PTO of the tractor and split us a serious amount of wood....that would keep us warm this winter in the face of an ancient boiler that may die any day now.
We still await the arrival of the hedging contractor...yes, yes - I've been reliably informed he 'takes his time'.
I realise how much my husbands life has changed when recently, he relayed to me a conversation he'd had with a work colleague. It was along the lines of how much the colleague had spent that day on some (hideously expensive) online speaker cables...he'd seen them six months ago on a website and they were twice the price, so he bid, and subsequently won - and was brimming with his half price deal. We winced, together, in a knowing sort of way.
My husband then asked the colleague if he realised how far the value of his bid would go on on our farm right now? It would buy us the much needed hydraulic log splitter that would fit on the PTO of the tractor and split us a serious amount of wood....that would keep us warm this winter in the face of an ancient boiler that may die any day now.
Priorities, is the name of our game these days. Super-dooper baseline rhythm versus warmth in winter. A decade ago I would have chosen the former, but with an elderly dependant and small child in the farmhouse, the latter is my choice of the day. Hard tho, having recently unpacked vinyl 12" buried in our attic for many years, some thumping tunes from Island Records laid down in the 70s. Cheers, Rich!
Even the dog has to deal with a few changes in her life. Not only has she crossed the equator to live in this green and pleasant land (originally from Cape Town, but that's another story), now she has two new scallywags to contend with. A sibling pair, four months old - the lad enjoys nothing more than to tease....from just outta reach.
Even the dog has to deal with a few changes in her life. Not only has she crossed the equator to live in this green and pleasant land (originally from Cape Town, but that's another story), now she has two new scallywags to contend with. A sibling pair, four months old - the lad enjoys nothing more than to tease....from just outta reach.
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