Sunday, 28 August 2011

The age of romance is not dead.


Today is one of the farmer's walking days. The day used to seem endless with him away all day on a Sunday but lately another walker's wife and I meet up for coffee - and it has made such a difference. We (and our dogs) meet, drink coffee and chat for the morning - so thank you J for your company.

The farmer has just returned. No prizes for guessing where they have been today because he brought me a little present (see the photograph above). The heather is out on all the moorland hereabout so he picked me a sprig. It is the grouse-shooting season; he didn't see a grouse but he did find me a feather. Here they both are. I could not have been more delighted with them if it had been a bunch of red roses!

21 comments:

The Crow said...

Those two gifts tell you he was thinking of you far better than store-bought roses.

Lucky girl!

angryparsnip said...

awwwwwwwwww, so lovely.
Although I love roses, I would also love the sprig of heather and feather.
On many of my travels I have picked up a stone, leaf or twig and have loved them more than any store bought remembrance.
How lovely he though of you on his walk.

cheers, parsnip

Nora said...

Those gifts often mean more than a bunch of store bought flowers. They are keepsakes.

Heather said...

Such lovely treasures Pat, and they will last longer than roses. It's nice that you have found a new friend too - I daresay she is glad of your company as well.

Reader Wil said...

What a lovely gift! This is precious!

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Linda said...

That's so thoughtful. You know, it's always the simple things in life that matter.

Bovey Belle said...

Aw bless him. Mine bought me an oldish (1985) horse book from a charity shop the other day. It's nice to know they still think of us when they're off somewhere else isn't it? Feather and heather - there has to be a poem in that gift surely? : )

mrsnesbitt said...

Love it! Correct Pat - Romance is not dead xxx

H said...

Much more interesting than shop bought flowers. These have a story behind them and much more thoughtfulness.

Elizabeth said...

Wonderful country treasures!
I think the feather -legged chicken below is most desirable.

Loved the tour of the flower show also.
Rather prettily decorated cupcakes.....

Plus good descriptions of your food when you eat out!

Storm here much abated with lots of leaves and branches scattered about and we will be most interested to look at the beach in Long Island on Tuesday -- it may be utterly different.
Lori, the friend we usually go with, lives on Long Island and has four feet of water in her basement and no electricity. Luckily she has a very capable son.

Rare Lesser Spotted said...

I travelled to Liverpool yesterday (Saturday) to see my son and as we drove over the top of the M62 and started the descent into the west of the Pennines, the rocks on the slopes next to the motorway were covered in purple flowering heather - it looked quite a sight.
XX

Elizabeth said...

Yes, the North York Moors are a picture too. Good on farmer for remembering you. x

Dartford Warbler said...

We were out in the New Forest heather again today, talking of the Yorkshire Moors where we used to walk. I can imagine what a wonderful walk the Farmer had. How lovely that you had a friend to share the morning with, and that you had two little keepsakes from the beautiful moors when the Farmer came home.

Cloudia said...

Tokens of real love!
And your response to them:
the same.



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Pondside said...

Oh yes - your Farmer is a romantic, and you are a woman who appreciates it....a perfect match!

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks for the comments - I shall press the heather inside a book - thanks for the idea.

MarmaladeRose said...

What a sweet post. The farmer obviously has you in mind even on his travels.
Yes I've already yarnbombed in Hawes you can see the pics here http://marmaladerose.blogspot.com/2011/05/guerrilla-knitting.html

Gosh your jam pan looked very full! I'm afraid I'm not as brave as you and only make mine in small batches. Just done some greengage jam for a friend, yummy.

Heather said...

I have been catching up on what you have been doing on your other blog, and once again have not been able to leave a comment there. I do like the ash keys - you have captured their characteristics so well. I like that idea of torn and collaged photocopies for a background. The vase does look round and I always find it impossible to get both sides alike. You are doing really well and must be pleased with your progress.

Mary said...

I've always enjoyed small gifts directly from Nature - a little bunch of wildflowers tied up with string, a sprig of blossom, a pretty feather, or a tumbled stone from a stream. Formal bouquets are not for me.

Ah, the heather on the moors - always beautiful - makes me want to go home and traipse over Dartmoor again, sigh!

Your farmer knows how to make you happy that's for sure!

Sorry I'm behind with comments dear - California travel, a scary earthquake (so unusual here in the East), and now Hurricane Irene in our own backyard so to speak, have kept me busy!

Hugs - Mary

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thank you for your comments - I read them to the farmer! Glad our friends on the Eastern seaboard of the US missed most of the hurricane.