Saturday, 13 September 2014

Three go off to the lighthouse

 Up early and in the kitchen packing a picnic and skipping breakfast as we were getting ready for a day out,the weatherman had forecast light winds,sunshine and lovely temperatures for the day and the three of us would be off to the lighthouse.

After a lovely drive through the countryside we pulled into the car park and there she stood in all her glory,i love light houses and would love to live in one,take that big light bulb out of the top and i could have a sewing room with sea views....


Imagine that.....high in the air like a bird with nothing but your thoughts and a needle,it would be lovely to pop out for some fresh air and take a stroll around the top with a nice cup of tea...a few pots out there filled with flowers and a small wicker chair.....could be nice don't you think? :) ..


The light house doesn't have time for sewing rooms and romantic notions as she is too busy looking after all the boats that pass by this beautiful rocky coastline...


Lots of rocks and huge white cliffs that gleam in the September sun and lovely rolling grass hills that make you want to run with your arms high in the air singing 'the hills are alive'...ahhh the air is so fresh here.... 


 We stood gazing and chatting a while when Steve spotted something in the distance,do you see?


Closer...ahhh good chap the perfect spot for our picnic!


I was faffing around with Beatrix when all of a sudden she barked! i looked up and could just see Steve in the distance making off with the picnic basket...



Beatrix suggested we take a short cut through the long grass but what good is a bench with no picnic? 



By the time we arrived at the bench a little out of puff all was well and Steve was sat waiting admiring the view...


The sun was so bright that it bleached the landscape or is it seascape?
 The three of us sat watching the sea and listening to the gulls flying over head as the sun warmed our backs...


A little someone gets really excited when the picnic basket is opened and she likes to try a little of everything mum and dad are having..Such a happy little friend is Beatrix..



All the benches have dedications to loved ones who are no longer with us,we always say their name and thank them for our rest....


I raised my pink picnic glass full of sparkling water and thanked our lord for all this natural beauty,the sights and sounds and for my two loves sat next to me..


When i pray i never ask him for fancy cars and luxury holidays,i always ask to just be happy and he has given me Steve and Beatrix and popped me by the sea where he knew i would smile often and i am grateful every day....

Oh look i am rambling on and Beatrix is waiting for us to go exploring....I'm coming!


Off we toddled  along the meadow as the lighthouse who was getting smaller in size seemed to be keeping an eye on the three of us....


Still watching as we disappeared over a hill and onto the cliff tops...


It was so warm walking along that it could have been a summer's day in June....



The little soil track was terribly bumpy and we tripped and laughed a few times so my camera is a bit shaky as i didn't want to fall but i thought you might like to enjoy the day too..

Press play below to join us on the cliff top....


We stopped and talked to the girls for a while and caught our breath...


As we sauntered back to the car the lighthouse came into view or had she peeked over the hill the whole time?... 


Back at Shingle Cottage eight tired legs walked up the garden path and i turned the key in the door,lovely to be home after an adventure...


Beatrix headed straight for her spot on the back of dads couch...


I made a nice cup of tea in the kitchen and Steve took off his boots and said ahhhh lovely...


I picked up my tea tray and hurried through to the front room with a farmhouse cake and snuggled up on the couch and started chatting about the day and where we going tommorow...



I hope your all well and we will see you soon on the station platform....

Won't you join me next time for more tales and goings on from Shingle Cottage...

XxX

Thursday, 4 September 2014

Early Summer In The Cottage Garden


Hello again,

I have heard the girls whispering here and there about Autumn and how it has arrived,well the early mornings are cooler but we are enjoying some lovely weather here in England at the moment and i for one am not ready to say goodbye to Summer just yet,i love these last weeks of flowers and warmth and sunshine....well what a Summer it has been.

It all started not long after we had worked hard for a few weekends in the cottage garden earlier in the year,you can read all about that here  Spring has sprung 

Beatrix has loved to sit at the garden table on her dads knee and look up this little path to see who comes and goes through the picket gate,we have spent a lot of time sat around it too,eating dinner and bowls of ice cream,quietly reading piles of magazines and books,chatting with friends,some times with a glass of wine under the stars with candles burning......


Some times watching  flowers blowing in the breeze and listening to honey bees buzzing here and there and hearing the waves crash on the shore,so lucky and so thankful for all that's around us....


The aquilegia or grannies bonnets as we call them arrived along with the lupins and foxgloves and  the cottage garden burst into colour....


The sun so high and bright and the foxgloves looked lit from within,i love foxgloves i think they are enchanting and so story book,I love all flowers,the old cottage ones are my favourites....


Lupins,foxgloves and delphiniums reaching for the sun as the three of us sat around the round table in amongst them and enjoying the warmth of the sun just as much as they seemed to be....



Roses in bud ready to perfume the air,snap dragons and daisies unfurling their petals in the heat of the day...


Delphiniums started to burst their buds and the borders in fresh greens started to become a little fuller.... 


Long Summer days with light nights and bright sunshine,
All kinds of little flowers burst their buds in the borders and the peonies put on quite the show.


Half way up the garden path is a little hollow that fills with water every time it rains or the hose pipe has been used and the birds love it!

Here is pigeon from my last post enjoying a long drink...


Then the baby blackbird who loves to bathe in it,the robins too....


The bird table has brought lots of pretty birds to the garden and while washing up i have watched the robins and sparrows feeding their young on the paths and have had the pleasure to watch them grow....



The goings on in the cottage garden have not gone unnoticed from high up on the roof.


All was well and green things were growing....


Beatrix loves to be outside in the cottage garden....


Outside the lavenders were stretching their buds skyward and all the other flowers peeked threw the picket fence to see...


The obelisks that Steve had built now covered with climbing roses covered in buds....


 I love watching the cottage garden from the kitchen sink as i wash the dishes....



Talking of dishes,I still have lots of new old china to show you next time we chat and we can look at the cottage garden in high Summer along with the sweetpeas which have flowered and flowered and are still going strong,they are blooming lovely!...


Well it's been lovely catching up with you,i hope all is well in your world,are you ready for Autumn or are you holding on to the last days of Summer like me?..

Will you join me next time for more tales and goings on from our Shingle cottage?

XxX

Monday, 25 August 2014

Flower power

Hello,how are you?

All is well here at Shingle Cottage,It's Bank Holiday Monday and Steve is sat comfy reading a gardening magazine and i thought i would pop in and write a few lines,we have tea and the biscuit barrel is filled with custard creams and hob nobs and soon we are lighting the fire.

It has been awfully cold this last week and there is a real nip in the air in our corner of the world and last weekend we had a back lash from Bertha who blew her gales and threw her rain at our little cottage by the sea.

We were tucked up safely inside with the lamps lit as it was so dark! pottering about and dead heading the pom pom geraniums from the kitchen window ledge,i adore the smell of geranium leaves don't you? they smell of yesterday's childhood in Dad's greenhouse mmmmmm lovely old memories we keep tucked away until a little wiff and you close your eyes and could be right back there smiling at Dad...


  Looking out of the kitchen window i could see our hollyhocks getting lashed with rain and then the wind blew them sideways,then round in a circle,then sideways,on and on and on....


Every time the winds dropped i sighed with relief but Bertha was to rage into the afternoon and around midnight it was forecast that she would be very angry......would our hollyhocks still be there in the morning? 

I kept peeking out of the window and whispering hold strong!!! Steve had staked and tied them the best he could the day before...


We grew them from tiny four leaved plants,watched them grow,fed them,tied them up and watched the first buds appear.... 


 They were glorious and cottagey,so old fashioned looking in pink,lemon,peach,velvety red and white,towering ten feet tall,we marked pencil lines on the bamboo poles as they grew each week until they outgrew the bamboo poles..


As they day wore on the gardens had huge puddles and leaves and petals were blowing everywhere,inside dinner was cooking as we listened to the thunder rumbling above...

Do you see my thatched cottage teapot next to the little lit lamp? its so lovely i will show you when we are catching up next time,you can see the sweet peas blowing in the wind outside the window too and there at the other side of the lamp is the biscuit barrel and two cups waiting for me and Steve.....


Out in the cottage garden i could see our pigeon,well he's not ours but we feed him every day and when the table is empty he sits on the roof and waits for us to bring him food even in a storm,with his shoulders hunched and the rain bouncing off his feathers,poor lamb.

Out i ran with my tin of bird food and all the extra bits i buy to mix in that i think our feathered friends will enjoy...i was drenched but i know our pigeon took shelter in our garage with a nice full belly.


After the storm the sun shone and the hollyhocks got right back to blooming,all was well....now that's what i call flower power!



A little fluffy someone has spent the summer with us too.....


Ever so pretty and loves flowers just as much as we do....



The cottage garden has been lovely this year and i have lots of pictures to show you after we have chatted about the thatched cottage teapot and the new old china on the kitchen dresser....oh yes and the sweet peas i must show you them too!

Beatrix has lounged in amongst the flowers the whole summer long ,i can't blame her can you?

 

If she isn't in the cottage garden you will find her at the bottom of the bed...can you see her fluffy little head in the middle with her little black nose to the left?

Oh how that girl is loved....


There was talk of some lovely old wallpaper covered in lilacs and roses being pasted to that little chimney breast this afternoon so i guess i best say goodbye,take care x.

Will you join me next time for more tales and goings on from Shingle Cottage?

XxX