HURRYING SLOWLY Whilst nursing a cup of tea first thing, to wake up… …eight pigeons clapper-board in powerful flight, veering right to left. Blackbirds steer low and straight, either directly in line with my seat, head-on or, with an audible whoosh, coming in to sight from behind my head. A pair of blue tits check [...]
Read More »How To Blog
Posts Tagged ‘tea’
12 February 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman HURRYING SLOWLY, SCHOOL LANE GILLINGHAM, JUST THINKING, THE PRACTICE OF GARDENING
Friday, February 12th, 20103 February 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman WALKING TO WORK
Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010WALKING TO WORK I thought today I should walk to work instead of drive. Twenty-four hours of drizzle and rain had subsided, the afternoon was as yet young, and all I’d seen so far this morning was the bottom of a porridge bowl, two cups of tea, words and information on a computer screen. It’s cold [...]
Read More »28 January 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman TEA & MARMALADE
Thursday, January 28th, 2010TEA & MARMALADE My sister-in-law called by shortly after 9am with a jar of home-made marmalade. Typically self-depreciating, she warned it was too runny and the jars hadn’t been sterilised properly so once opened, eat it quick. Actually it’s perfectly delicious, the jelly thick and spreadable with strongly flavoured orange shreds. “Tell you what, My [...]
Read More »12 January 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman TUESDAY MORNING: THOUGHTS OVER TOAST & TEA
Tuesday, January 12th, 2010TUESDAY MORNING: THOUGHTS OVER TOAST & TEA My hands are the cleanest they’ve been for years. Credit the abrasive action of tiny snow crystals, continual washing-up with soap and cleaning. Plus (aside from a brief flirtation with soft middle-of-a-molehill clay) there has been no mud to play with for weeks on account of it being [...]
Read More »3 January 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman SHE WAS THERE, COMMUNITY ORCHARD
Sunday, January 3rd, 2010SHE WAS THERE She was there on awakening, when I straightened my legs. She shadowed me down the stairs and as I dressed in front of the fire. She waited, then pressed on, impatient with my faffing about, then scampered like a mad thing whilst I nursed a mug of tea and strolled round the [...]
Read More »1 January 2010 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman STARTING AS WE MEAN TO GO ON
Friday, January 1st, 2010STARTING AS WE MEAN TO GO ON Wow! The most amazing morning in terms of pure blue sky and not a breath of wind. An irresistable lure into the outdoors at nigh-on eleven o’clock. I dragged myself from the sack, filled kettle and flicked it on. “You want it up there or outside, Babe? ” I [...]
Read More »30 December 2009 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman A TRIP OUT GLASTONBURY WAY
Wednesday, December 30th, 2009A TRIP OUT GLASTONBURY WAY Flatlands and levels to the south and east of Glastonbury move me whenever visiting or passing through. It’s the mix of water-filled ditches and streamside willow pollards; the fact that often you have no view beyond the first big hedge. This Somerset landscape, though quite different, none-the-less takes me back [...]
Read More »1 December 2009 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman FIRST FROST, COMPANY
Tuesday, December 1st, 2009FIRST FROST Here in North Dorset we’ve had our first proper frost. It was down by ten o’clock last evening. I noticed a crystalline rind on a car roof when popping out the front for something. Then someone phoned me to remind to check a holidaying neighbours heating, boost it slightly and save his pipes. Minus [...]
Read More »18 November 2009 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman A NEW PLACE
Wednesday, November 18th, 2009I was a bit time-famined yesterday but today am feeling more relaxed. I put it down to an al fresco cuppa with the early dawn and two hours weeding between 10.30am and half-past midday. Gardening is good for you, of that simple fact let there be no doubt. It can help to get you lost in [...]
Read More »29 October 2009 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman THURSDAY MORNING 6.35
Thursday, October 29th, 2009A buzzard flew over the garden, low, in silhouette as I sat on my bench and nursed a cup of tea whilst watching the day wake up. I love the sounds at this early hour; songbird song which comes across so crystal clear, the gentle rasp of crows in anarchic passage from big trees here [...]
Read More »