Took Lucy up the road today to inspect the water burst that had taken place yesterday. A lot of water had gathered outside our front gate, water bubbling up from the drains. I think it is mended now there was an enormous hole half filled with water by the notice board.
Yesterday I was out for much of the day, a trip to collect the ashes of Paul, and a tearful drive home but in a way happy that I was bringing him home. Then in the afternoon a trip to our monthly garden meeting with friends from the village. The talk was all about the Camassia plant grown by this lady She had had to grow 2000 plants for Chris Beardshaw's garden at the Chelsea Flower Show and we had a very long tale about the tribulations she went through to get these flowers to break bud after a long and snowy winter. They come in shades of blue and there is also a creamy-white plant as well, early summer and probably more suited for the wildflower garden.
I also fed the little white feral cat yesterday, and talking to J who has the cat's four kittens in her barn we discussed how to go about doing something about them. The mother cat needs spaying, and so will the four little ones. Apparently we have a Cats Protection League thingy in Amotherby, but of course you have to catch the creatures first and then pay for them to be scuppered. C said how about the money we collect from the village events, not sure that will go down very well.
We are already beginning to discuss the quiz night, it went well last year with 35 people attending, so perhaps it should happen again. There is also a parish meeting in the church at the end of the month, but it will be freezing cold this time of the year!
Another thing under discussion, apart from the defibrillator, is the fact that the big old farmhouse with lots of broken down buildings, but rather attractive if you like that sort of thing, is turning itself into a wedding venue place, and has put out planning permission details with the council. I can't see any problem, but it seems a large amount of money is being spent on a rather precarious affair. Also the farm sits on a completely zig-zag bend part of the road around the river, cars coming in and out will have problems.
I wonder what you plan to do with Paul's ashes. Will it be a private farewell - just you and him - or will others be there?
ReplyDeleteYes Thelma - I felt the same with David's ashes. We put some of them in his favourite field, where the orchids grow, and the rest we scattered in the beck by hiss favourite marsh marigolds, which were just coming into bloom. Sad time but also a kind of full stop - well that is how I felt anyhow. Glad you are posting most days - normality is everything I think.
ReplyDeleteNew here, so I don't have background. But from your words, you have lost someone dear to you. And I am sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteHappy to have come across your blog. Have been reading in it, and discovering that you like to _think_, and post about what you think. I love such. So am so happy to have popped in, from some other blog.
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I was sure I commented on this the other day. Apologies. You must be glad to have Paul home with you again, and close.
ReplyDeleteThose flowers are so beautiful - never heard of them before, but have to say they look great en masse like that.
I hope you can get the mother cat and kittens neutered. Round here, a cat sanctuary pays for them to be done at our local vet's so there may be a similar scheme in your area. Try the Cats Protection League - I think they help out in certain circumstances.
I hope you can get another Quiz Night organized - sounds like it was a good event lat time.
A village could do worse things with funds than to spay/neuter stray cats--of course, as you mention, capturing the poor creatures can be problematic. I had the thought of bringing home a litter mate to companion the kitten we adopted from the lot behind the courthouse, but have been told he was the only one of the feline residents who could be approached.
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