Wow! Such a lot of you RSVP'd to my invitation that I ran out of scones and had to dash in and bake some more! It was lovely to see you all - we must do it again sometime. Later today, when I cannot garden any more because my back will be aching, I shall answer all your comments individually - it was such an enjoyable day.
Now to today's theme - and it is Patience. Have you got any? No, I'll re-phrase that - have you got any to spare, because I am totally lacking in it. If there is anything needed doing around here I want it done yesterday. The builder, who is fitting us in between golfing, holidaying and grouse shooting, has been very good for teaching me patience - the alterations have gone on for quite a long time and on the whole I have contained my impatience.
But the farmer! Now there is a model of patience for you, if ever there was one. You see above a photograph of our very old back door. It has been a back door for thirty or maybe even forty years. The builder suggested a new one. But the farmer has two maxims - never throw anything away until it is absolutely done for,(he uses a morth earthy word!) and if a thing is worth doing it is worth doing well. So I have to tell you, dear readers, that he has spent four days (yes - days - not hours) rubbing this door back to the bare wood. And yes, since you ask, we do have a sander, and no, since you ask again, he did not use it. He used glasspaper wrapped round a small block of wood with the addition of what we call around here "elbow grease". For four whole days (minus coffee and lunch breaks) he worked diligently upon this door. On the fifth day he stained it.
I think it has come up magnificently and I am full of admiration for one who can spend that amount of time. After four hours I would have thrown in the towel (or in this case the glasspaper) and gone out and bought a new door.
So five stars for my wonderful farmer. Have a good day - hope everyone is ready with their poem for TFE's Monday meme and their rotten photo for Derrick's meme too.