Wrap up, it's cold outside.

Good evening.

Today I went through all my sewing bits and bobs. Perhaps bits and bobs is the wrong description, there is tons of it collected over the years. Anything you might need for hand and machine sewing. Haberdashery I think is the correct name. Some of it inherited from a friend who passed away. Her family gave it to me. A lot of it has been given to me by the ladies in Crafty Club, and Coffee Morning. I have tidied it all up in five drawers which should make it easier to find things. 

It was sunny this afternoon so a walk across the fields got me out. Boy was it flipping freezing. Extra layers were needed. A skirt over the top of trousers, over the top of leggings, over the top of leg warmers, with two pairs of socks. Big jacket with big furry hood fastened tight around the ears. 

Every year there is a patch of sweetcorn planted along the edge of a field. I have never seen any harvested for human consumption, it is usually left to rot. There is a wood nearby so I think it is food to fatten up the pheasants before the shooting season. I could probably pick some and cook them up for tea, but I can't be bothered. I'll stick with the frozen variety.  

Not sure why they have put a wire fence around it. Maybe it's to keep the deer out. 

Keep moving, it's too cold to stand around. No sitting on the bench today. The landscape looks a bit bleak, no deer or hare sightings. Nothing to take a photo of. I looked down. Oooh, that's nice. I can see pictures in the puddles. You can find art everywhere if you look.  

I was so cold, I took the shorter route along the road to bring me back into the village. I came across my friend Brian walking his dog. He has the biggest wolfhound you have ever seen. Almost up to my waist. This is the second one he has had. The rescue knows he loves big dogs, and when the last one died they contacted him to ask if he would take this gigantic one. The dog just plods around alongside him. I will try and get a photo if I see them in daylight hours. It was almost dark when I got back. 

Now it's time to eat. The heating is on, the cats are all in, and Mayze is laid on her cushion in front of the gas fire. All is well.

Thanks for popping in. We'll catch up tomorrow. Toodle pip.   ilona