Happy ........ ?

What puts the 'Happy' in 'Happy New Year'?  I was watching 'Breakfast', this morning.  The presenter was interviewing someone talking about what makes people happy. What makes you happy?

I thought about it as we went for our morning walk. It was blooming cold last night. Everything was frozen solid this morning and the roadsides covered in rime. Being able to go for a walk makes me happy.

Early morning silence and pausing on the bridge to watch the stream go rolling down makes me happy.

Rime covered grass makes me happy. Love the crunch it makes.

Finding frozen seed heads makes me happy.

A pile of sticks floated down on the last storm. They'll be cut up and put in the log pile tomorrow.
Those also.

Not going A over T on the ice, like my friend Miriam did the other week. This part of the road was just like a skating rink - that definitely made me happy.
Happy New Year

Happy Christmas to You

I met a neighbour/friend the other day - we were in the queue in Barclays Bank and she was telling me that she had just gone A over T outside the market. How embarrassing it was and how much her rrrrs hurt. Neither of us noticed that the cashier was waiting patiently at her desk and the queue was getting ever longer behind us. Then the woman behind her joined in the conversation. It all went on down the line and ....... the cashier was still waiting.

Our darling granddaughter has been staying with us for a few days. This is the Christmas card she brought with her. She went home today, but I would like to share it with you who call by. Have a beautiful, special Christmas with all those you love xx

Sunrise

Bin day today. I was just putting the bin out on that bit of the morning  just between dark and light.

Over on the east, a blood red sky.

Within a few short seconds it gradually got lighter.

And lighter.

When I came back in the house, O/H was watching 'Breakfast' on TV. I said to him, 'I've just seen an amazing sunrise." As soon as I said it, one of the TV presenters said to the other, "We are receiving some amazing pictures our viewers are sending in of the sunrise."
Seems like, we were all looking at the same sky.
I didn't send my pictures in and none of them have been 'photo shopped'.
Did you see it? Hope you did - it was wordless.

Knit one, Drop One

It all started a couple of weeks ago when I went for a browse around the Severn Hospice Shop above the Town Hall in Welshpool. Tucked away in a corner was this basket with oddments of coloured wool. Just had to buy it even if I haven't done any knitting for about thirty years. Needing some knitting needles to go with it, I asked the lady behind the counter if they sold them. Apparently they did, but were unable to display them as they were classed as offensive weapons and she had to call the manager. ( Bureaucracy gone daft - I ask you - Elf an' Safety and all that). Anyway, the manager showed me through to a room at the back of the shop, what an Aladdin's Cave. Piles and piles of stuff that people had donated. He opened a deep drawer on a battered wooden chest. 'There you are,' he smiled, 'Take your pick'.
I chose a handful, paid at the till. Off home and couldn't wait to get started.

So far, I've made :- two hot water bottle covers (starting on a third one in the bluey green colour) and two hats. I offered one of them to my son, but he laughed and said it made him look like Benny off 'Crossroads' D'you remember that Soap way back? The ungrateful little buzzuck. My darling horse mad daughter brought me a bag full of gorgeous coloured wool (which I love) for my birthday. So the next project is to knit her one of those ear warming hats for her to wear while she feeds the ponies. She's off to Bali for her holiday at the beginning of January. It's 30 degrees out there, but it might come in handy for when she comes back.