Sometimes I worry I’ll end up like one of those ladies in 19th century romantic novels who just sit by the window doing needlework all day and faint whenever they get flustered.
Author: Pia
Between the ears
“You can see what man made from the seat of an automobile, but the best way to see what God made is from the back of a horseâ
In between not feeling so good this summer and again pretty crummy since last week, I had made the decision it was time to get fitter again after three years of doing nearly nothing. Well, the decision has been longer in development as such, but apparently it was time. Really really. Apart from the new problems, my back is killing me slowly, so I just have to find ways to make it stronger.
So I brushed off my boots, tack and the oldest brown pony (21) and got on. We had some absolutely beautiful, still, sunny days, perfect motivation to get started when you live in a wind tunnel.
Inspirations 7
Some of these links I’ve stolen from various blog friends, so you may recognize them. The rest of you, I hope you enjoy! The third one had me in stitches…
Little green wonders: Potatoes
Just a promised update on those baking potatoes that I threw in the manure/compost no-dig beds and which have produced such and abundance of leaves over the summer, no water, no care at all.
So quiet
I’m not in a good place at the moment and have nothing much to say. I quit Facebook and my brief intermezzo with Twitter, I’m unsubbing various newsletters as they appear in my mailbox. Reducing the noise. Focus on the work. Whatever that is.
Perhaps I’ll post the occasional project photo, probably can’t resist. In any case I’ll leave it all up since I have quite a few people looking at the plant dye articles. Funny how they turned out to be the most popular ones! There will be likes on your blogs, I’m not going away, I just may not have anything interesting to contribute.
In fact, becoming wordless could prove an interesting exercise overall.