Wednesday, 7 August 2019
Wild flowers moving towards Autumn
Our beautiful river, down by the bridge. Today I walked back half-way from getting the paper (my good man dropped me off). Unfortunately my legs were feeling "feak and weeble" after climbing up the steepest part of the steep hill behind the house yesterday and really didn't enjoy today's walk. I am very unfit from not being able to walk in June/early July. I took some wild flower photos, so here are a few:
Betony, which I've also found in white along another lane locally.
Common Cow Wheat, which grows on the bank, beside the Betony, beside the river . . .
On our journeys, this wild flower (Rosebay Willow Herb) more than any other shows the passage of time from Summer towards Autumn. When I see the flowers being spent and turning to seed pods of cotton wool, so that only a few flowers remain at the tip, my heart sinks as I know summer is spent. Into autumn the foliage changes to beautiful bronze, flame and Lucozade-orange tints.
Leucozona glaucia - a POSITIVE ID of a hoverfly - these seem to love Umbellifers.
Regular visitors will know that this walk is being shown in reverse! Here's the view up-river - water levels quite low at the moment.
One of the Hawkweeds?) The leaves have confused the ID . . . Might be Common or Leafy.
Looking back across the valley. The farm is the one by our house (you can just see the yellow of our South-facing gable end). On the ground, only a couple of old farm buildings are visible from the house, but the Google Earth image is not an encouraging one for potential buyers as I doubt they even get to the Street View . . . Can you tell I am feeling despondent?
Above and below: Hemp Agrimony.
The start of my walk - looking across and up the valley.
Monday, 5 August 2019
Festival of Quilts 2019
On Thursday our Quilting Group went by minibus to the Festival of Quilts at the NEC in Birmingham. A long journey, but well worth it.
The ladies (me amongst them) were very disappointed by the Workshop we were given - having signed up for Japanese Folded Technique, a class taken by Mick Stead, we found instead when we sat down and started work, that the woman taking us had been a substitute (no mention of this) and we discovered we were doing Cathedral Window. I am sure most of us had done this before and would far rather have forfeited our £15 and spent an extra hour exploring the three halls of displayed quilts and "fings to buy"!
The quilt above and below was one of my favourites, and I especially liked the wee bluebird corner blocks, and the triangles within triangles in the bottom right circle. Beautifully sewn.
A lovely applique quilt in traditional style.
What a pretty zig-zag border on this one.
This was the quilt entered by Cross Patch - The Sopwell Ladies Basket Society Quilt, designed by Australian quilter Gail Pan. LINK here.
Nice and colourful.
Above and below: I liked the designs on this quilt. Another one with a Flying Geese border.
A Cheshire Cat perchance?!!
More talent, above and below:
One of the top prize-winning quilts at the Tokyo Quilt Festival. Amazing skills and so much hard work and planning in this. A bit too sombre for me colourwise though.
Above and below: two more of the quilts from the Japanese pavilion. The attention to detail was amazing on these quilts. Lord knows how long they took to make.
Above is an interpretation of Hans Anderson's Fairy Tales. Oh my. Little Red Riding Hood is top left, btw, by the trees of course.
Just one of the many many stands exhibiting. I was very good and only bought 4 things (photos tomorrow). Mainly because we only got to see perhaps half of just one of the three halls. Next year we have vowed to stay overnight and not do workshops!!
Saturday, 3 August 2019
Meet Bombus bohemicus (I think!) - or possibly Bombus sylvarum (Shrill Carder Bee)
I spotted this very unusual black and white bumblebee in the garden yesterday. It was NOT at all co-operative about having its photo taken and the minute I got close enough to focus on it, off it buzzed, in a very fast straight line to the far side of the paddock. The nearest thing to it I could find was the Bombus bohemicus (Gypsy's Cuckoo Bumblebee) but I have just found some further photos and mine has no golden parts on it at all. I will update you when I find out what it is. Update: it "may" be a female Shrill Carder Bee - Bombus sylvarum (which has been recorded in South Wales). Yet - mine has a white rear end and the Shrill Carder Bee apparently has a gingery one . . . I shall try and send a photo off to the powers that be in the Bumblebee world . . .
This poor Dragonfly has hatched out in our main pond today, but looks to have one missing wing, and one which won't unfurl and it cannot fly. I suspect it will soon be dead/eaten, which is a shame. It must have been damaged inside the pupae.
Flowers from the garden today to brighten up the hall.
Above and below: my two dressers with some extra bits added (that includes Alfie!!)
First Painted Lady of the year on the Teasels - she was there much of yesterday and today too, keeping the piebald Bumblebee company.
Finally, a better sort of stir fry, with courgettes fresh from the garden, plus peppers, pak choi, tiny cherry tomatoes, red onion and mixed wholegrains. This one was allowed a small sprinkling of Soy Sauce to make it palatable.
Yawning now. Another early night needed.
Friday, 2 August 2019
Snowshill Manor - Part II
Phew, it is finally pouring with rain - just what was needed here to clear the muggy air and encourage my veg plot and flowers (but sadly also the weeds too, which I've pulled an entire wheelbarrow full from just from a very discrete area this afternoon. I have also been mucking out the back place, which hadn't been done for a goodly while and there were a lot of baskets and boxes of rubbish . . . . stuff we'd forgotten even having. I have been on my hands and knees scrubbing the floor and it look a lot better though more work still needs doing out there - a fresh coat of paint wouldn't go amiss either. There's always something for me to paint!
Now for some more photos from Snowshill:
There was a lovely collection of various spinning wheels - some for linen, some for wool.
This is a silk warping mill. Silk threads were taken from the bobbin frames and threaded through the heck block. This LINK tells you more.
This is known as Ann's Room, as is was where Ann Parsons secretly married Anthony Palmer on St Valentine's eve, 1604. The magnificent bed is of a similar date (1630). There are five hole in the side rails to hold candles during the vigil before a burial and the rope base under the mattress would have been tightened before use - which is where the expression "Sleep tight" comes from. (One of my mum's much-used expressions was "Sleep tight, mind the bugs don't bite!" . . .)
Two photos from the Music Room, showing some splendid old examples of musical instruments, the like of which would have been familiar to Thomas Hardy's father who played the fiddle - as did his son - as one of the Church musicians who sat in the gallery of Stinsford church (Thomas Hardy's grandfather played the Cello).
This appears to be something similar to the Iron Age Carnyx.
Gosh, hard to get away from Hardy today - this bonnet would have been worn in the fields (I have one in my collection) and you may remember Tess wearing one in the various films of Tess of the D'Urbervilles. As it is laid on a bedspread, I imagine the NT implied it being worn in bed?)
Part of the rooms known as Salamander and Dragon, where Charles Wade entertained guests and his collection of armour and weapons were used as theatrical props.
I particularly liked the fireplace which holds all manner of old fireplace implements, and the table simply set with pewter and old earthenware jugs and containers.
Another of my favourite pieces, which was in the adjoining cottage where Charles Wade chose to live. The house was purely for housing and displaying his collection. This is a set of wonderful old Belfry wagon/cart bells, used by the heavy horse teams in the 1800s - each set would have a different timbre/pitch and so the drivers of other wagons would recognize who was coming towards them.
On a dark windowsill, a collection of various metal implements.
Above and below - two different views of Charles Wades' kitchen in the cottage, with items from his collection proudly on display. The leather Porter's Chair beside the fire was his favourite seat.
Below: you can see another, larger, set of Bellfry wagon bells.
The kitchen table set out for a meal.
The old box bed in the corner was where Charles Wade slept each night. He married relatively late in life (he was 63 and his wife 44) and they lived together in the cottage for 5 years before moving to St Kitts in 1951. He came back to England in 1956, but was taken ill and died at Evesham. His wife survived him and lived to the ripe old age of 96.
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