Wednesday, 8 September 2010
A Satisfying Day.
Sometimes one has a day which is wholly satisfying. Today was such a day for me and it began at nine o'clock this morning with a visit from the Chimney Sweep to the chimney of our wood-burning stove. It is always lucky to see the sweep's brush sticking out of the chimney, so I have put on a photograph I took this morning, so you can all be lucky by looking at it. (Make a wish! After he had gone (it is a very quick, vacuum-cleaner job and takes no time at all) the farmer re-emulsioned the chimney breast with the same colour as it was before (would you believe it is called 'muddy puddle'?), I took down and cleaned all the pictures, china etc. and by mid-morning it was all spick and span.
After lunch Dominic and his wife and I all went to Ripon Cathedral to see the Great Northern Art Exhibition. This show is put on every year and showcases the very best artists in the North of England. I must say there was some very admirable work.
Art is funny though, isn't it? We all seem to like different things - there were some I would love to have on my wall and some I wouldn't give house-room to - and yet I would say they were all thoughtful, well-executed pictures.
afterwards we had coffee and scones in a little Bistro by the Cathedral and then came back home (it is around 25 miles from us to Ripon) - having a lovely discussion about life on the return journey. Dominic has been so busy during this school holiday - which ends tonight - that I have hardly seen him, so today was a little bonus.
Another jolly outing for me tomorrow as there was an e mail from a friend asking me out for the day when I returned this afternoon. Meanwhile two more Autumn photographs above, as well as the sweep's brush. First just to let you know that the swallows are gathering and discussing their journey; secondly to show you that the Japanese Anemones are taking over in my front garden again - as they do every Autumn. I try to eradicate them as they are such a nuisance, but their roots are cleverly positioned under the footpath and any attempt to get rid of them is doomed to failure. I must also say that once they are in flower I am pleased to see them (you can't please some people, can you?)