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A Spot in the Sun

A few days back we had a sunny spell, so I thought I’d quickly grab some sunshine time in the garden. I put out the blanket and went in to make some ice-tea (sunshine doesn’t work properly without ice-tea), and when I returned, her royal doggieness had taken over my spot! Please note the very firm ‘I belong here, don’t try and mess with me – now go fetch me a snack’ look I got from her. She rules with an iron paw she does.

Random Garden Folk

This little Starling was just too funny – there’s a phrase in Urdu that would get tossed at me when I filled up my plate with more than I could eat – ‘big eyes, little mouth’, here it is in action.

I think this little fellow was on his last legs, a tribute then, to all his hard work as a pollinating superstar.

Lady Goldfinch, not a frequent visitor, but a much loved one.

Garden Visitors – A Mixed Bag

Some mamas and papas, some little wee ones, a blurry great-tit, a frog and some smelly flowers (the one on the left smells better than the one on the right, teehee).

Mr.& Mrs.Sparrow

Bathing Babies

Ruminating Robin

Baby Robins

The ever-so-quick Great Tit


Smelly Flowers

Summer Shades

Days like this….

You Call This Hot?

Ah yes – the globe is warming up – it’s incredibly hot in the homeworld, with soaring temperatures draining the life out of everyone. There’s a drought here in the UK as well, and my husband has mastered the Urdu words – ‘bohut garmi hai – itni thori baarish!’ (it’s so hot – such little rain!) in order to be able to discuss the weather (another English pastime) with the desis at work .

But me – I got chilblains a few weeks ago (caused by poor circulation, together with temp. fluctuations). My hands and feet (and nose) are perpetually frozen. I don’t get dressed in the morning so much as throw on everything I have and top it off with a big ol’ housecoat. So fashion is far away and the flip-flops, the linen kurtis and the flowy skirts of yesteryear are sadly no longer applicable as standard uniform.

Of course opening the door in my gear is always a bit embarrassing – usually for anyone on the other side. And my best friend thinks I have developed a marked resemblance to some homeless folks she’s chanced upon – but really, what is a popsicle to do?

Its hard to find anything that a) fits me at all b) isn’t hideous or hideously uncomfortable or c) warm enough for me here. But this post by Jo Klima at August Empress was inspiring, do I decided to look around a bit to see if I could still be salvaged! So today’s virtual-window-shopping time was spent on trying to dig up ways to stay warm while maintaining some sort of dignity for my friends and family. It wasn’t super successful (and I’ll whinge and whine about this at length given the chance), but I did find a couple of potential wardrobe warmers.

Like these – fair trade and fleece-lined wrist-warmers from Ethic Trade.

And this (apparently super-soft) sweatshirt from Joules.

And some snug shoes from Aldo‘s clearance sale:

Also saw these cute sandals there – but unless wearing them with thick socks suddenly becomes acceptable in polite society, its not going to happen.


I want to walk around barefoot again.

Ode to Summer

Summer Approaches