Monday, 18 December 2017

Christmas is approaching . . .

We are finally getting sorted for Christmas.  We bought this little Nordman fir last week (half price) and I dressed it up on Saturday.  We normally have a 6 ft tree (this is 5 ft) but Keith reckons it fits better in the bay window. 

Yesterday saw the last car boot sale of the year down on the showground, and I just happened upon this huge empty whiskey bottle.  I had been looking for something similar to fill with LED lights.  It's got coloured ones for Christmas, but in the Sales I hope to find some white ones I can use through the year as occasional lighting.

This a photo taken upstairs from the café we had lunch in at Leominster last week.  A beautiful old Hall House with vaulted ceiling.

Another market stall, selling a nice selection of home-made wreathes.

This was the veggie side of the Market.  A good selection of stock. 

Above and below: scenes from two of the shops we had a wander round.

Scary-looking sky on the way back home.  It did rain a little, and indeed the light held out until we got in through the gate, when there was still a narrow pinky strip above the horizon.

Snowy hills in the distance.  I was trying to capture the look of the skies - there were layers looking so soft, and melting together like they had been painted into place.  You can see it better in the photo below.

Like mid-Wales, Herefordshire had a lot of snow, and it was still lingering on the verges and fields, as you can see from the photo.  The Black Mountains in the distance, still streaked with white.

We have to make a return visit this week, but I expect there will be very little snow left by now.

Right, another rounds of local cards and gifts to dispense . . .


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    1. I felt he had a good deal of character. I didn't dare look at the price tag as it was That Sort of Shop (where you couldn't afford even a cushion!)

  2. Adore the lovely little tree. So happy.

    cheers, parsnip

    1. It dressed up a treat parsnip. I will be glad not to have the usual half-bald tree to put out when Christmas festivities are over!

  3. Those shops are lovely to slope round but I always feel that I should be paying for the air that I am breathing. I much prefer a "junk shop" where there is the chance of stumbling onto something wonderful.

    1. The one with the pine in was OK - no really silly prices and in fact we bought something in there. Sadly, not so many junk shops these days - all called antiques shops and owner knows the value of contents down to the last shilling. That's internet learning for you!