I've run out of fresh photos as it has been to dull, grey and wet to go out with the camera recently. I rested up this weekend after the labours of the week.
I met the lady who owns the lovely grey horse in the field next door. We had a lovely chat yesterday and I made a fuss of her horse (who is a rescue, and 24 yrs old now). We got on like a house on fire (horse and owner).
I managed to watch the jumps racing yesterday, and did some work on my William de Morgan tile x-stitch. It's nice to work on something simpler now I've finally finished the present. I need to get a tube tomorrow to post it in though. Here's another little snippet.
I've not been feeling my best today. I woke up choking this morning as I had a "frog in my throat" - to put it politely - and then when I came downstairs I started with a headache and slightly runny nose. Later my legs went quite wobbly so I didn't go for a walk with Keith and have rested up today. I also took a Lateral Flow Test, which was negative. Hopefully it's just a bit of a cold, but it's a bit scary as it could be a cold/Flu/Covid and I dread Flu as much as Covid - for me it can be just as lethal. It's a nasty thing to get.
I've been reading some lovely Christmassy passages from Thomas Hardy and trying to get in the mood. We did at least go and buy the Christmas tree, locally grown too (about 4 miles away, less as the crow flies). It was like going on a mini adventure driving through the most beautiful parkland to the barn where the trees were. The best had gone - there were lots of Nordman firs which were a bit sparse on the top but we found a good one and it's sat in a bucket of water in the yard now and will come in tomorrow and go in the living room and be dressed.
Sorry this is a rather nondescript post, but it nearly 8.30 and my brain starts to want to relax now (I'm a morning person).