Joyous it was. It's a rare event to have two consecutive days of blazing sunshine in these parts, but we had it, we did, we did! When we have good weather, it's sometimes difficult to take it in. I always feel slightly desperate, because I don't know when it's going to end, I don't want the sun to stop shining. So despite having to work over the weekend, nothing was going to stop us going out and about, and enjoying ourselves a little.
I like to search for the smoothest, flattest pebbles I can find, preferably ones with a single line of white running through them. I've got a 'growing' collection of these pebbles, which I sometimes arrange on a flat surface, admiring their simple beauty.
On Saturday morning I woke up, opened the shutters, and lay in bed watching huge meringue-like clouds drift by. That whole day the sky was full of picture-book cotton wool clouds, ever so plump and fluffy. A blue sky with big woolly clouds gliding past has to be the nicest sort of sky, don't you think? A sky without a cloud, whilst pretty, is not as interesting as one peppered with drifts and puffs of cotton wool.
This weekend was jam-packed with events in our town. The Slow Food Festival was on, and it was Open Doors day, where we got to access buildings and parts of the town the public don't normally get to see. The town is surrounded by Elizabethan walls, and there are tunnels under the walls that are usually shut off, so we did a little scurrying through tunnels, and up dead-end staircases, which was fun, I love a good explore.
And there was a stall selling handknitted items, made from Alpaca yarn. I forgot to photograph the delightful Alpacas, standing eyeing everyone up and looking soft and kissable. The owner says that some of them do give her kisses. I was mortified that all her yarn had sold out very quickly, and had to console myself with buying a pair of hand knitted fingerless gloves. They're very soft, and the colour is the most gorgeous slate grey. Apparently it's very difficult to breed Alpacas with a grey fleece, they mostly pop out of their mums in a white, brown, black or a mix of all of those colours. The grey is very covetable. My tag that accompanied my gloves explained the yarn used in my gloves comes from Kate (who is apparently a bit grumpy, despite her beautiful grey coat). The husband and wife who run Barnacre Alpacas were lovely. They give all their Alpacas names, and don't have more than fifty in their herd, so they have time for each animal.
Well, dear readers, I must be off, I've got things to do and things on the brew. See you on Wednesday. Love Vanessa xxx