Tag Archives: Summer

What’s Normal?

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Life is assuming a normal rhythm after a difficult summer. But what is normal? Mum has gone, summer is waning, Hubs has gone walking and Benji Dog has a sore head! I seem to be overcome with the urge to sort out everything. Now this is NOT normal! I have discarded most of my clothes, no not the ones I’m wearing!. I have sent six bags of older clothes to local charity shops. The ( spare ) wardrobe can now breath. I haven’t even started on the main wardrobe.

Hubs has gone on a long planned holiday with the ” boys” I use that word in the loosest sense. He has been lovely this summer whilst I retired to my cave to mourn. He even bought a new spare bed when the Grand children found it didn’t work as a trampoline. This is maybe what has given me the urge to sort everything out or maybe it’s a reaction to loosing Mum.

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Benji dog had a visit to the vet yesterday at vast expense. It’s seems that whilst running through undergrowth up the hill he has torn the skin on his forehead and got an infection. He’s very sad but I’m not sure if that’s because Hubs has left him behind or he feels sorry for himself.

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I have been looking for my craft mojo and think that I might have found it, probably hiding under the broken bed. I have found mountains of wool. Well not found it, I always knew it was there. I have collected it all together and sorted out a new project for when the current one is finished. I have put it all into one of those bags where you suck the air out for storage. OK the Hoover sucks it out!

Whilst clearing out the wardrobe and looking for my craft mojo I accidentally weighed myself. I will say now more just bring on the lettuce. Now THAT is normal!

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Summer Solstice

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A solstice is an astronomical event that occurs twice each year (in June and December) as the Sun reaches its highest or lowest excursion relative to the celestial equator on the celestial sphere. Both the solstices and the equinoxes are directly connected with the seasons of the year.

The word solstice is derived from the Latin sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still), because at the solstices, the Sun stands still in declination; that is, the seasonal movement of the Sun’s path (as seen from Earth) comes to a stop before reversing direction.

Stargazers are hoping to catch the first glimpse of a Strawberry Moon on the same day as the summer solstice for almost 50 years.

A Strawberry Moon is not necessarily pink or red, however.

It is simply a name given to the full moon each June, which coincides with the start of the strawberry season.

But it has not happened on the longest day of the year since 1967 – and astrologers are excited to see the two coincide this year.

The name was coined by Native American tribes who used it as a signal to gather ripening strawberries.

It became known in Europe as the Full Rose Moon, and the Honey Moon.

Yesterday Chester celebrated the Summer Solstice with a parade through the city centre. My youngest Grandson took part with his class from school. He really enjoyed it. Lots of people had made a huge effort from the wonderful to the weird. There were Giants and Dragons, Angels and sunshine. All of this had beautiful Chester architecture and the wonderful cathedral as the backdrop.

May the summer days bring you all blessings in every way.

Apple Crumbling

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image image image imageDon’t children just love baking? I have had no time to craft, knit, sew or any blogging. This is due to the Summer break, child care commitments and holiday trips. Now I know why so many bloggers take an August blogging break! Today step Grand daughter and I found ourselves home alone. As I had acquired some baking apples we decided to go for the crumble option. She got her hands in there and we played the “Great British Bake Off.” We made so much crumble the spare went into the freezer.. The apple crumble bubbled and turned golden in the oven. (Don’t look at the state of oven I’ve certainly no time to clean it!) The crumble was delicious with ice cream. The kitchen was a happy mess. Step Grandchild was fully occupied. Job done!