Sunday, 31 March 2024

The Times They Are A-Changin'

 

Late on Easter Eve, before going to bed, I made an inspection tour around my flat, setting my manual clocks + watch to "summer time"... (I nearly always forget at least one. If I did this year too, I have not yet discovered it.)

Did I hear someone ask "How many clocks does one woman need?" Answer: As I don't like to wear a watch at home (only put it on when I go out), I have clocks in every room. An alarm clock beside my bed. One standing on the cooker hood in the kitchen. A wall clock in the hall (can also be seen from some positions in the living room, and from the bathroom if the door is open). Another one on the wall in my study. And an extra smaller clock by the TV in the living room. 

Somewhat to my surprise, I actually did manage to wake up in time to be able to get myself off to the Easter Sunday church service as well (at 11 am in the same church I also visited on Thursday and Friday). Again not raining, so also a nice walk there and back.


Photo discreetly snapped at the very end of the service.
 

▲Things that caught my eye on my way back home.▼


On Easter Eve (before my clock round) I watched Shadowlands, an old favourite of mine (from 1993) which I managed to find and buy on DVD some time ago. It's based on the growing friendship, love story and marriage between the author C.S. Lewis (played by Anthony Hopkins) and a Jewish American woman, Joy Davidman Gresham (Debra Winger). Their time as husband and wife was cut very short by Joy getting cancer - but at the same time, that was also what brought them really close. (If like me you're a C.S. Lewis fan, my guess is you've probably already seen this film at some point.)


Saturday, 30 March 2024

Easter Saturday in the City Centre

 

Easter Saturday is the day for more secular'public celebrations. (Cf. my post yesterday about church.) The sun came out for a while around noon, and I went for a walk downtown. As usual in later years an 'Easter tree' had been set up in the main square, and there were some dancing games for children going on around it. I made no effort to get really close, though, so all you see in these photos are the backs of grown-ups watching!


Flower bed by the river, photo taken on my way home. 


A hint of green showing now, in the hedges along the other side of the footpath.

 

Friday, 29 March 2024

Easter

 


2016-03-27 Easter 


Easter 2016
 

 





 
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Easter 2014


Easter 2023

When I can (health and other circumstances allowing), I like to celebrate Easter in church. In recent decades, that has usually meant going to this one - Caroli church, the oldest church in Borås (built in 1669, but has been through some repairs since then), belonging to the national Evangelical Lutheran Church of Sweden. (The union between state and church was dissolved in 2000, but it still retains a special status in some respects as national church, compared to what we call "free" churches.) Liturgically it is "high church", reflected in the order of worship, the garments worn by the priests (nowadays many of them women), and using the word "mass" (mässa) for communion services.  

The liturgy at Easter is especially "dramatic" - at least in this church, which holds church services every day throughout the Easter weekend. In the evening of Easter Thursday there is a Mass, ending with the altar being stripped bare from all decorations (candles, flowers, altar cloths), and all lights being turned off so that the congregation leaves the church in darkness. On Easter Friday (11 am) a service without communion, and the only decoration on the altar a vase with five red roses, representing Christ's wounds. No musical instruments used, but the choir sings a cappella. On Easter Saturday there is a Midnight mass, which starts in darkness, but includes the lights being turned back on, and the altar getting decorated again, to celebrate the resurrection. (I've only attended that a few times in the past, but it made deep impressions that I still "carry with me".) On Easter Sunday, a joyful mass with the organ and other instruments back in use, together with the choir. There's also some kind of service on Easter Monday (this year a musical service in the late afternoon). 

It's probably only like once or twice that I've attended all these different church services (on one and the same weekend); but they still all form a unity to me now, even if I only go to one or two (or even none). 

This year (so far), I went to the Maundy Thursday mass (at 6 pm) together with my friend E. It was raining, so on my own I probably wouldn't have gone; but she lives on the outskirts of town and has a car, so came and picked me up (and delivered me safely back home after as well). Today, Easter Friday, the weather was rather pleasant for walking (not sunny, but also not raining); so I walked to the 11 am service and back. Ran into another old friend there after the service and chatted with her for a bit. 

I'll not be going to the Easter Eve midnight mass. Whether I'll make it to the Sunday service remains to be seen. Besides the weather, it also depends on how I cope with the dreaded annual switch to Summer Time, which this year unfortunately happens to coincide with Easter! (Extra tough challenge for anyone set on attending both of those church services...)

(Repeating one of my AI-created stained glass windows from an earlier post.)


Thursday, 28 March 2024

Printer Trouble

 

If anyone is wondering what's been keeping my busy over the past couple of  days since Monday, the answer is that my computer suddenly stopped communicating with my (HP) printer/scanner. All my "computer time", two days in a row, had to be spent on trying to solve this. It was utterly annoying, since there seemed to be nothing at all wrong with the printer itself. But my laptop kept insisting that it was unavailable, not connected, or "idle". Of course I tried the standard "turn off and turn on again" tricks on both machines, but to no avail. Then I tried exchanging the printer cable (I found a spare one in one of my drawers) but that made no difference either. I also tried uninstalling and reinstalling the printer app, but that did not help. Had to give up on Tuesday evening; and did not have time to try again until Wednesday afternoon. 

Now I got messages saying that the printer was not connecting with my WiFi. But it never has been connected to WiFi... I've been using in on cable, and that had so far worked fine... But okay, if using WiFi was what was needed now... So I tried loooking for instructions how to connect the printer to WiFi - but I could not find any. I was just repeatedly told to do it - but without any suggestion how...

Finally, somehow, somewhere, I must have done something right, because a message turned up to say there was no printer "driver", and also suggested where I might find and download that. Didn't manage that on my first try either, but eventually I did, and then suddenly, somewhere in the installation process, I was also presented with the option to connect by cable instead of WiFi. And then, some time late last evening, all was finally back to normal, in both directions, with both printing and scanning. As if nothing had ever happened in the first place to break that connection...


Now I only wish I could retrace my steps properly and write it all down (in case it happens again) - but the truth is I still don't know neither what went wrong in the first place, nor what I finally did right to get back on track. (I do have my suspicions that a background Windows update may have been what caused the breakddown. But I can't prove it...)

Today I've been busy with other things and now it's already bed-time again. Ooops!

 

Monday, 25 March 2024

Easter Decorations

 

The top of an old flat-topped chest in the living room is one of the main spots where I'm in the habit of changing decorations according to the seasons.

 
I bought a new yellow table runner for my living room table.

 

My collection of old Easter Eggs (all from the previous century) is divided between the bowl in the living room (first photo) and the top of the bookshelf in the hall.

These sit on the window sill in my living room...


... and these on the one in my kitchen.

 
Small daffodils on my kitchen table. This photo is from a week ago. They tend to rapidly grow too tall and start to wither indoors; but I just bought some new ones to replace them today, which will hopefully last through Easter. 
 

I also bought some paper napkins with Easter patterns today.


And Barbie and Skipper have changed outfits again, displaying more items sewn by my mum back in the 1960's. Barbie is wearing a blouse and skirt in yellow, Skipper a kind of pinafore dress, dark blue with red buttons and decorative red seams.


Saturday, 23 March 2024

A Book Fair

 

This old wooden building in our city centre is used for various activities and study circles etc organized by local associations. A few times they've also held book fairs, with focus on books and authors with local connection. I think the last time I attended one of these was back in 2019. (Link to a post of mine from back then.) After that the pandemic probably put a stop to this kind of event for a few years...

I wasn't aware that there was going to be one this year either; until last week I came across an ad announcing a combined Books and Crafts Fair, taking place today. They were also featuring an author, Maria Bouroncle, whose recently published new book I had intended to buy anyway. (Actually I bought her first one at that 2019 book fair.)

Maria was also going to speak about her books today at noon; so I decided to go and listen. I arrived a little bit early and had a look around some book stalls first (everything was indoors as it's still rather chilly here, and raining on and off). I found Maria's table, and there was no other customer there just then, so I got to chat a bit with her, bought her book, and also got it signed. I'm looking forward to reading it as it is about (or is at least inspired by) a relative of hers (back then a young woman) who emigrated to Chicago in 1921. My own grandmother had a sister who emigrated to Chicago in 1902; so I'm curious to see what Maria has made of her relative's story. (My own great-aunt I've blogged about now and then on my family history blog 'Greetings from the Past', while sorting out inherited photos and postcards.) 

I also talked to (or rather, listened to) a couple of more authors selling their books, but I did not buy any more - excusing myself by saying I wanted to have a look around before deciding. The main reason, though, is that I find reading small print is increasingly tiring for my eyes. (There are still a few books that I feel worth buying, like if they're part of a series and I may want to be able to go back to them later and check things etc. But I try to avoid piling up too many new ones that may never get read at all...)

I then went across (a courtyard) to the café building, where I had a cup of tea and a piece of pie while listening to Maria (on the right in the photo) interviewed by a local representative about her books, on a small stage at one end of the café. I could only find a seat at the other end near the counter, though, where it was a bit noisy. But I heard most of it ok. 

I also had a look at some "crafts" tables (Easter decorations and whatnot), but did not buy anything, as I didn't see anything that I felt immediately drawn to. (The best items had probably already been sold - most of those tables were rather empty by the time I got there.)

I felt quite pleased with my little outing though, as I haven't really been "anywhere special" this side of New Year. And before I went back home, I also made a detour to my favourite tea shop at the main square to stock up on a couple of favourite tea blends.

These are my three books by Maria Bouroncle, in Swedish. (Link to the author's website.) I learned today that the first book, on the left, which I bought back in 2019, has since been translated into English, Dutch and Finnish, and is currently used on a Scandinavian Crime Literature course at the University of California in Los Angeles. It's available for Kindle on Amazon, entitled: It Came to me on a Whim - The Story of Ingeborg Andersson, Child Murderess.

The second book is about to be published in Finnish as well - that one is about a little girl from Finland who came to stay in Sweden during WW2. 

Hopefully the third book will also later be translated into English. (Chicago Dreams)

Friday, 22 March 2024

From Green Gables to Ingleside

 Auido Book Review(s)


Anne of Green Gables - The Collection

Author: Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942)
Collection of six books written between 1908-1921
Audio books narrated by: Beth Kesler (2021)
Total length: 55 hrs 18 min

(Note: The same collection is available for Kindle, for less than 1 dollar.)

I listened to the whole Audible collection during February and into the month of March. The original Anne of Green Gables book I have read many times. The second and third I've read before as well, but never the last three. 

My Swedish copy of Anne of Green Gables from the 1960s

Book 1: Anne of Green Gables (1908), is a well known classic; and for me it's one I've kept returning to now and then over the years, ever since I first read it in my pre-teens. (My own copy in Swedish was printed in 1961 but probably bought a few years later.)

This book was first published in 1908. It tells the story of Anne Shirley, a talkative orphan girl with vivid imagination, who is mistakenly sent to live with two middle-aged, unmarried siblings, Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert, on their farm Green Gables in the fictional town of Avonlea, Prince Edward Island, Canada. The brother and sister originally intended to adopt a young boy to help with farm work; but due to a mix-up, they received Anne instead. Anne, a red-haired eleven year old girl, turns out to have a certain talent for getting in trouble, but at the same time she's very resourceful and loyal, and Matthew and Marilla decide to keep her. Anne finds a close friend in Diana Barry, a girl of her own age living on a neighbouring farm. In the village school she's in constant competition with a boy called Gilbert Blythe, whom she finds it hard to forgive for initially having teased her about her red hair. We follow Anne and her schoolmates and neighbours through her school years until her mid teens. Towards the end of the book, Anne and Gilbert finally decide to put old animosity aside and be friends rather than rivals. 

Book 2: Anne of Avonlea (1909). Anne is now 16 years old, and from having been a pupil, she takes on the role as teacher in the same school - a challenge which is not all easy, but she also learns a lot from it. Matthew has died, and Marilla, with help from Anne, takes on two more young orphans to bring up: Davy and Dora (twins). In their spare time, Anne and Gilbert plus Diana and some other old school friends of theirs start a Village Improvement Society - an initiative met with some skepticism from other villagers at first, but they manage to achieve some good after all. 

Book 3: Anne of the Island (1915). Anne leaves Avonlea to attend college; and so does Gilbert. Anne's friend Diana stays behind in Avonlea and gets married. Anne makes a couple of new friends at college, and they move into a boarding house together. She also remains friends with Gilbert; but there are also other boys in the picture. Gilbert  expresses his love for Anne, but she hesitates to do the same, and prefers to just stay friends.

Book 4: Anne's House of Dreams (1917). Somewhat to my surprise*, in the next book I found Anne and Gilbert (the latter now a doctor) getting married. Gilbert is taking over a medical practice from an uncle of his, and finds them a house at the seaside nearby.

* I say "to my surprise", because I recall in the past having read a book dealing with events taking place between books 3 and 4 in this collection, with Anne teaching at some other countryside school after college. A bit of research tells me that such a book does indeed exist - entitled Anne of Windy Poplars. But that books was not written (or at least not published) until 1936. So I guess there are copyright reasons behind why that one, + another one written in 1939, were not included in this collection. (The earlier six books are now all 100 years old; but the two later ones are not...)

Anyway: In Anne's House of Dreams, Anne and Gilbert get married, move into a little house at the seaside, and are making new friends in their new neighbourhood. Anne also gives birth to their first child - a girl who sadly dies shortly after birth. This loss brings Anne close to a neighbour, Leslie, who has suffered some tragedies of her own, being trapped in a love-less marriage. As a young girl Leslie was forced to marry a cruel man, who did not treat her well. He was later lost at sea and was thought to have died - but one day came back, now brain-damaged and helpless. His temper is now meeker, but he depends on Leslie for everything - more like a child than a husband. Meanwhile, Leslie meets another man she falls in love with. But as she's already married, nothing can come of that. However, the whole story takes an unexpected turn when Gilbert examines Leslie's husband and comes up with the suggestion that he might be helped by brain surgery. And in connection with that, it turns out that nothing about this whole sub-story is quite as it has seemed to be, after all...

Anne herself has another baby, a son; and this time all goes well. At the end of the book, Anne and Gilbert decide to move to a bigger house in the same neighbourhood, with their new baby and their faithful maid/housekeeper Susan.

Book 5: Rainbow Valley (1919). Again a big time-jump from the previous book: Anne is now married to Gilbert since 15 years, and they have six children. The focus in this book is mainly on the children; but also on a new minister moving into the village, a widower with four children. The children from both families become friends; and they also rescue an orphaned girl and find a new home for her.

Again, some further research tells me that the author later filled in the years between books 4 and 5 with one written twenty years later, in 1939: Anne of Ingleside. (I've never read that one. I might seek it out and read it later.)

Book 6: Rilla of Ingleside (1921). And once again a big leap in time for the reader: Almost a decade after the events in Rainbow Valley, this book starts on the brink of the outbreak of World War I, with the events in Europe also affecting Canada. Rilla, the youngest of Anne's and Gilbert's children (named after Marilla, who adopted Anne as a child) is now 15 years old. Her parents worry about her, as she does not seem to have any ambitions, and is not interested in attending college. When the war breaks out in Europe, many young men in Canada enlist, including Rilla's oldest brother Jem. Her other siblings return to school, but Rilla does not. She stays in the village, but becomes involved in forming a junior Red Cross organisation. In connection with this, she also happens to find a two-week-old baby whose young mother has just died, while the husband is away at war. Finding no other solution, Rilla takes the child back home with her, and ends up caring for him herself (even if with some assistance from her family). As the war continues, her brother Walter also enlists; and so does another boy for whom Rilla cares very much. Finally her youngest brother Shirley also makes the same decision, once he's old enough. Walter ends up killed in action. Jem is reported missing, but later turns out to have been taken prisoner in Germany, and eventually returns. 

To me, Rilla of Ingleside was the most interesting book in the series since the original book Anne of Green Gables. It's the one that in my opinion comes closest to the spirit of the original, although it is now Anne's daughter Rilla who is in focus, and is struggling to "find her place, and herself" in the circumstances she finds herself thrown into. And another reason is the setting of this last book, as we get to follow the development of World War I from the Canadian point of view, and through the eyes of a family step by step following every piece of news made available, as they have close family members actively fighting in that war. 

The Wikipedia article about this book also adds that "Rilla of Ingleside is the only Canadian novel written from a woman's perspective about the First World War by a contemporary." 

Tuesday, 19 March 2024

BING & BING

 


In a comment to yesterday's post, Mr Yorkshire Pudding asked if Bing Copilot was related to Bing Crosby. Always taking comments from my readers seriously (hrm), I went directly to the source for an answer...

Me: Why is Bing called Bing?

Copilot: Bing, the search engine owned by Microsoft, has an interesting backstory behind its name. Let’s delve into it:

1. Dr. Richard Bing: The name “Bing” is attributed to Dr. Richard Bing, who was 99 years old when he reached out to Microsoft. In a fax to Mich Mathews, the Senior Vice President of Marketing, Dr. Bing expressed his interest in collaborating with Microsoft because they had “used his name for our new search engine”. (1) It’s quite remarkable that a nonagenarian played a role in naming a major search engine!

2. Origins and Interpretations: The name “Bing” has various interpretations and meanings. One theory suggests that it originated from the Germanic word “bion,” which means “to stay” or “to dwell.” Over time, “bion” evolved into “bing,” a term associated with a heap or pile. (2) Perhaps this reflects the idea of accumulating information and knowledge through search.

3. Integration with Microsoft: In 2020, Microsoft rebranded Bing as “Microsoft Bing” to better reflect its integration with other Microsoft products. The new name emphasizes how Bing seamlessly integrates with the broader Microsoft ecosystem. (3)

So, whether it’s a nod to Dr. Richard Bing or a play on words related to gathering information, the name “Bing” has become synonymous with online search.

(1) thewindowsclub.com 
(2) letslearnslang.com 
(3) windowscentral.com

Bing AI designer at work in his office

And apparently, this is what Bing looks like. No doubt about it - I got four pictures of the same guy. (He does seem to take pride in changing his shirt every day, though.)

Judge for yourselves whether he might be related to Bing Crosby or not.
I actually can't rule it out...


 

Monday, 18 March 2024

Yellow Crocuses

 

Yay Hooray! I spotted the first yellow crocuses today, in a sunny spot in an old cemetery. (Not the one where I usually walk, but an older one, situated a bit closer to the city centre.)

In the thawing heart of winter's chill,
Beneath the snow, a secret thrill.
A tender shoot, a splash of light,
Yellow crocuses bloom so bright.

They whisper tales of spring's return,
As icy grips of cold adjourn.
With petals spread like sunlit rays,
They end the white and wintry days.

A golden bloom with velvet touch,
Their beauty speaks, yet says not much.
For in their silence lies the power,
To herald spring's triumphant hour.

So let the yellow crocuses come,
And with their bloom, let spring succumb.
For they are nature's gentle spies,
Announcing winter's sweet demise.

 (Yes. It's another poem generated by Bing Copilot.)

Sunday, 17 March 2024

Azure Skies

 

Woke up to the lawns outside covered by a thin layer of snow this morning - but that soon disappeared as the day turned out sunny. Good to see a clear blue sky reflected in the river again, after a grey and rainy week. 

I asked Bing Copilot for a positive poem about the colour blue, and got this:

**Azure Skies**

Beneath azure skies, dreams take flight,
A canvas of hope, bathed in pure light.
Ocean waves whisper secrets untold,
Bluebells dance, their petals unfold.

In twilight's embrace, stars softly gleam,
Bluebirds sing melodies, a celestial theme.
Blue, the hue of serenity and grace,
A tranquil refuge in life's bustling race.

So let us embrace this calming hue,
In every shade of cerulean and true.
For in blue's embrace, we find our way,
Guided by its gentle touch each day. 
Then I got curious to know more about AI's creative process... 
Did you know they actually write by hand?? ;-)





Thursday, 14 March 2024

Reading Difficulties

 

I'm struggling to find blogging inspiration at the moment. The weather is still mostly grey and rainy, with nothing outdoors to inspire photograpy (or long walks). It could be a great time to settle down with a good book - and I tried to, as I had a newly bought Swedish book I wanted to read (third in a series). But alas I find myself really struggling to read small print now, due to the macular degeneration on my left eye (with which I was diagnosed back in December). I tried using a magnifying glass, but that's really not relaxing either... However, I have now found the book in question in a special library audio book app which I have access to since before (for people with various kinds of visual impairments) - it had just recently been added there.  So I guess I'll be able to finish the book while resting my eyes at the same time after all. (Reading E-books has advantages over printed books as well, as one can adjust the text. I still need breaks from too much "screen time" as well, though - so am very grateful for audio books.)

Bing AI was in fairly cooperative mode when I asked for illustrations - but it obviously has not yet grasped the concept of audio books. (It seems to think that it involves connecting headphones directly to a printed book... Still a challenge for technology to make possible!) (AI also seems to have certain problems with keeping the rain on the outside of the windows - which luckily I do not...)

 

Sunday, 10 March 2024

Spring Cleaning

We're still having frosty nights here, and not all that much warmer in the daytime either, unless the sun happens to be shining in the afternoon. Today so far it's overcast, only +1-2C, and bitterly cold winds blowing outside. (I've just come in from a short 20 min walk, mainly to "get my circulation going".) 

All the old snow is gone, though, and the street where I live has been swept clean from winter grit - which inspired me to a bit of extra "spring cleaning" indoors as well, this week. Mainly the hall, which also got a new door mat to celebrate. (I discovered the old one was hardly serving its purpose any more as its bottom had started to disintegrate...)

I also bought a pot of small daffodils for the living room. They have already grown at least twice as tall in just three days, though! (Photos from today.)

 

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And no, dear Bing, I'm afraid this is not quite what it looks like in my part of the world when we have machines cleaning the streets... (lol) 


Friday, 8 March 2024

March 7, 2024 - A Historic Day

 


"Sweden is now a member of Nato"

I don't normally write much about politics, but yesterday the top news here in Sweden (and probably in some other countries too) was that we have now officially joined Nato - every time with the additional comment quoted, that from now on, 7th March 2024 will be "a historic day" for our country, marking the end of around 200 years of Swedish neutrality (even if that "neutrality" may also be, and has often been, discussed...)

The decision to apply to be members of Nato was taken together with Finland in May 2022, triggered by the Russian invasion of Ukraine. Finland was officially welcomed as member in April 2023. It took Sweden a year longer because two countries (Turkey and Hungary) hesitated to give their approval. The issues behind that (whatever they were) were somehow eventually resolved, though; and yesterday the final papers were signed.

Of course various reporters were also out on the streets yesterday, asking "ordinary people" how they feel about it. For my own part, I have to confess I'm still in two minds about it. On the one hand, I suppose a joint decision from Sweden and Finland makes sense. On the other hand, I still really wish that humanity would learn better ways to "fight for peace" than keeping up the arms race...

Mind you, I was young back in the 1970s, which (at least among young people, as I remember it) was a time very much characterized by peace-, disarmament-, and anti-nuclear movements... 

 

How many roads must a man walk downBefore you call him a man?How many seas must a white dove sailBefore she sleeps in the sand?Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs flyBefore they're forever banned?
 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind
 
Yes, and how many years must a mountain existBefore it is washed to the sea?And how many years can some people existBefore they're allowed to be free?Yes, and how many times can a man turn his headAnd pretend that he just doesn't see?
 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind
 
Yes, and how many times must a man look upBefore he can see the sky?And how many ears must one man haveBefore he can hear people cry?Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knowsThat too many people have died?
 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind

Wednesday, 6 March 2024

Whispers of Spring

 

Me: Copilot, write a short poem about looking for signs of spring in nature
Copilot: Certainly! Here’s a short poem about the arrival of spring:

Whispers of Spring

Amidst the thawing earth and sun-kissed breeze, I seek the subtle signs that spring unfurls: The crocus, brave and purple, pushing through, And daffodils that nod in golden swirls.

The trees, once bare, now wear a tender green, Their branches stretching toward the azure sky. A robin’s song, a hopeful melody, As buds emerge, their secrets held inside.

The air smells fresh, of rain and blooming life, And daylight lingers, chasing away the cold. In every dew-kissed petal, I discern The promise of renewal, ageless and bold.

So let us wander, eyes wide open wide, And find the magic hidden in each nook. For spring, with whispered secrets, softly calls, And bids us seek its signs in every brook. 🌸

Now I'm wondering if AI creates a new poem for everyone who asks, or if it reuses ones it has already created for someone else!

 

The photos above are my own, not created by AI. I've not yet seen any crocus or daffodils; but I did spot these "promising" azalea buds in the old cemetery today... (It will probably be a good while yet until they're actually in bloom, though.) 


Monday, 4 March 2024

A Touch of Spring

 

The clouds gave way to sunshine today, and that seems likely to continue for a while now - so I was inspired to change to my spring/summer curtains in the kitchen again (after 3+ winter months with my redcheckered ones). Long term followers will recognise them... 

I also put up these hens (cross-stiched by my mum) on the door between the kitchen and the hall (usually kept open):


Other Easter decorations will have to wait a bit yet; I don't like to put those up too early. But the hens came up as I keep them in the same chest as the curtains and table cloths...

 

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