Sunday, April 16, 2017

Memories


I remember after moving here, all the family loved to visit. It was the place to make memories. Paddling in the river. Feeding the ducks. Watching the lambs. Barbecues. Picnics. Easter. Never Christmas, because the weather never complied. (But one year we did Christmas, complete with tree, decorations and turkey in April, just to prove Christmas could be celebrated anytime.)

It was decided that there were no better hills for Easter egg rolling than the hills where I live. One of my favourite memories is when my niece and nephew (and the adults) spent the morning painting boiled eggs. We created masterpieces, but if my memory serves me correctly, my Dad’s was best.

Ian drove up the hill on his quad with the boiled eggs. With my Mum on the back of the quad! Yep, my Mum, in her seventies, on the back of a quad for the first time in her life. She was game for anything. Oh, how I miss her. I have a picture in my head of her that day on the quad…she was loving it. She always put her faith in God. That day she put her faith in my husband instead, and he didn’t let her down. I knew he wouldn’t. I'm sure there is a photo of my Mum on that quad with Ian, but I have searched and searched and can't find it. Maybe there never was one...maybe the picture was only ever in my head. I'm sure this photo was taken the same day.



So the eggs were rolled, the kids ran to get the eggs, but my dog, my lovely Red, chased after the eggs too. He beat the kids. I also have a picture in my head of Red that day, running after those eggs, laughing. He loved to laugh. I stood at the bottom of the hill shouting not to let him have any more eggs. Everyone laughed at me…‘Leave him be…he’s having fun!’ Yes, he is, I thought….but I’d need to live with the result. Oh, our house certainly didn’t smell of roses for the next couple of days.

It was a fun day.

Everything has changed since then. The kids have grown up. I no longer have my Mum. I no longer have my Red. But the memories stay.

I like to remember days like that. I know they won’t happen again, but remembering makes me smile.

Memories are wonderful, aren’t they?

Saturday, April 01, 2017

Just What the Doctor Ordered

A photo taken a few years ago of double rainbow where we live. We took the photo from the house and we were obviously too close to get it in one shot, so I'll have to ask you to use your imagination to join the two photos together, because my attempts at joining them on the computer resulted in mis-aligned hills and jagged rainbows. Not very pretty. 




But how gorgeous is that? I mean, our view is gorgeous already, but when you get a double rainbow like that!! They say there is a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, so we had four ends to choose from that day. We searched. Trust me, we searched. Every nook and cranny of that barn, we searched. Turned it upside-down. Not a pot of gold in sight. Just old sheep's wool and a few hay bales. Was fun searching though!

Trying not to sound all gushy and sickeningly sentimental, I guess the view is my pot of gold. 

And it is what I see every day...obviously without the rainbows. But I do get to look out of my window to this view every single day.

But today, I'm going to have a much closer view though. An up close, under my feet kind of view this morning.

At 5.30, on this glorious April morning, I'm out of bed like a shot. No alarm clock needed to waken me from my slumbers. And I'll not be needing to check the television or computer to see what date it is. I know and I'm just getting on with this. I grab a big bowl of crunchy nut cornflakes, and bite into a nice crisp and crunchy granny Smith apple and I’m all ready and raring to go. I have such a spring in my step these days.

Fix my hair...that doesn't take too long - just half an hour with the straighteners. Then I quickly slap on some make-up. I mean, a girl’s got to look her best, doesn’t she…even 800 metres up the top of a hill! Just never know who you might bump into. Nails were done yesterday…went for a nice sparkly look this time. Just so me! I might actually do a review of nails in another blog sometime. Anyway…hair done, lipstick on, lashes done, bit liner and I think I'm ready to go.

What to wear, what to wear? Girl’s worst nightmare, isn’t it? Well, not a nightmare for me this morning. My favourite outdoor wear - oh, my brand new Berghaus Women’s Extrem 7000 Pro jacket. Snagged it on eBay. Bargain - £280! Couldn’t believe it. Going for a total Berghaus look today with the trousers too. They go so well with my Scarpa Manta Pro walking boots. I broke them in on this very day last year when we climbed Ben Nevis. 
Sun, snow, gale-fore winds, hail, rain….I guess just a typical day in Scotland. Huddled up inside an MSR Hubba Hubba tent, we hardly noticed the below zero temperature at the summit. Brilliant those little tents…well worth the money at four hundred pounds when we bought it. 

Today’s little stroll is more of a doddle though. Hopefully no sub-zero temps, just lovely, fresh cool wind in the face (and some Scotch mist, of course) as I trek across the hills, over to St Mary’s Loch. What a view that is. Just a five mile walk, so not bad at all. Then back again, of course. Flask of tea in my back-pack and a few granola bars should see me through until I get home.

And when I do get home, it's straight to work. Big night planned. Not far to travel though...just down the track to the barn. Yes, same barn we searched for that pot of gold. Barn dance with nice hog roast. Perfect way to end the day. Might even have another look for that wee pot of gold.

It should all be perfect…just what the doctor ordered.

I like to plan things well ahead, so I'm thinking of bungeeing from the Victoria Falls this time next year. No doubt, some people will say I'm a fool, but I know I'm not.