Poetry afternoon - a nice lot of us there and some good poetry read. We had a really pleasant afternoon. W's new cat spent an interesting couple of hours investigating us all suspiciously, sitting on the odd knee here and there for a couple of minutes then wandering round sniffing again. I left a little early because I can no longer drive in the dark and because it was such a dull, damp day it was getting dark by half past three. Also S and T, who live next door, had taken Tess for a walk and I had to collect her before I drove home. It transpired that Tess had just not wanted to go out in the miserable weather and when she reached the top of the lane she sat down and refused to go any further so they turned round and came back home again. I can't say I blame her - it is not nice out there.
My only job today was to change the bedclothes, wash them and dry them in the tumble drier. Now they are all ready to iron in the morning. These days this just about sums up what I can achieve in a day plus cooking myself a lunch.
Walking round the estate in the mornings with Tess I am always struck by the beauty of the deciduous trees now without their leaves - they are all beautiful but especially the silver birch. The one in the picture has three trunks - the ones on our estate have single trunks but the beauty and structure is the same and I get pleasure from them every day. Whoever planned our estate is to be congratulated - there is a variety of houses and bungalows, there are plenty of trees, everyone has a garden, there is a childrens' play area and also plenty of grassy places as well. I feel very lucky to live in such a place, surrounded as I am by friends and neighbours. I think Tess would love to go off on her own around the estate investigating further than I can walk with her. Of course I can't let her do this - I have never seen a dog wandering, they are all on leads, and in any case her road sense is absolutely nil.
I am now going to do one or two admin jobs before I watch any television this evening. Until tomorrow...
Wednesday, 27 November 2019
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You have so many friends because you are a good friend. Have a nice day.
I think you are amazing in what you do each day and you have such a positive outlook.
The silver birch is one of my favourite trees. Uplifting and optimistic.
Such a beautiful tree. We do not have them growing where I live.
Agree with you Gwil. Actually, maybe because of the beauty of its trunk and the delicacy of its branches, it is almost more beautiful when it is leafless in the winter.
It's been awful today and I had to fix a puncture and got filthy.
You do far more than I can. We have a wee spinney of birch trees which I really like even though it is a pet cemetery. We always plant a tree after burial. Only the one left now to go. Pain in the bum but we love him.
Birch are beautiful, aren't they. I do hope your damp and rain ease up some. Or a lot.
The trees are very beautiful, they are almost like a book through the year, reading their different aspects as the seasons progress.
Like the idea of silver birch being a book through the year Thelma.
Yes, Thelma, that is a lovely way of seeing trees, and so true!
Pat, I think you achieve a lot more than many who are younger and maybe fitter but can't be bothered.
What a lovely tree. I love trees at all times of year but in winter their lack of leaves seems to add to their beauty. I hope your skies will soon be as blue as those in your lovely photo.
I love the contrast between the silver birch and the darker trees.
Would you mind if I used the photo to paint from?
I'm no use but at present we are painting wet in wet watercolours which would work with your photo.
Tess sounds as unimpressed with the weather as the rest of us.
I keep telling myself that it's winter but I’m not pacified by the thought!
Beachcomber - I took the photograph off my computer - just put in silver birch tree and a whole lot of images come up - you might find a better one than this.
Thanks to everybody.
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