This is going to be part of a series of learning at home with Hawkeye during the global coronavirus pandemic Hawkeye: On Sunday Mommy and Daddy and me (but not Mr. Darcy our cat) went to the beach. (Mommy: We were responsible and socially distant from everyone else.) Hawkeye: On the beach we collected shells.…
Mr. Darcy, our cat has always been somewhat special. About eight and a half years ago I finally prevailed on The Mister to let me get a cat. He is not, bless him, an animal person, though he has nothing against them. But if you’ve never grown up with a pet it’s hard to understand…
This post was something I had in mind to write last summer when my blog was in temporary hibernation, but as cold temperatures have given way to sunshine and warmth, and everything outside has sprouted leaves and is furiously blooming, I’ve found the sentiment to be just as true this year as last year, and…
The most strenuous thing that I was supposed to be doing today was getting my hair cut. I mean, I nearly cancelled the appointment. It’s been in my calendar for two months, and I obviously hadn’t known I’d be sick when I booked it, but there I was vacillating between keeping and and cancelling it…
When we first moved into our house and it was a major topic of conversation whenever meeting friends and acquaintances, we naturally discussed what sort of maintenance and repairs were needed to be done initially. I was repeatedly warned, however, to not stress about “getting everything finished”. “Sure, you’ll never actually finish doing everything. The house will…
The holidays are for catching up to family and friends and taking a break from the daily grind. We just came back from a short trip to see family out in Galway, and were lucky enough to get home in time to catch friends of ours flying back to Vienna tomorrow. I hope to see…
I was in the passenger seat of our car the other day on the way to a shopping centre, my bluetooth headset on, phone and notebook in hand. I was ringing our electricity supplier. “And what is the address of the property?” I heard coming across through my headphones from a woman who sounded like…
It’s wonderful to spend the holidays with friends and family, share meals, exchange presents and stories. But it’s also really nice to come back home at end of the holidays to your own place. Also, someone here really missed me.
There’s a line in the BBC adaptation of Pride & Prejudice where, following the removal of the Bennett sisters from Netherfield after Jane’s illness, the delightfully snooty Caroline Bingley exclaims “How pleasant it is to have one’s house to oneself again!” I am sure that people who have had their houses packed to the rafters…
The Feathered Rose 