I was sitting in the garden on Thursday when this speckled wood butterfly passed through. It fluttered around the roses before settling on our fig tree, and obligingly sat with its wings spread so I could take pictures.
It looks like we have new upstairs neighbors. I don't know anything about them yet -- I've only met the man, and apparently there are (or will eventually be) kids as well. He got some stuff delivered yesterday and the driver left it with us, so I met him when he came to pick it up -- a fortyish guy, nice enough. Strangely, the real estate listing for the flat is still up, though it does say that it's "under offer." Maybe the broker leaves it up for a while just to attract eyes to their other listings.
I would love to know if the Russians are really getting £5,200 a month for it. But of course that's not something one can ask, is it?
It was very warm yesterday -- about 89ยบ F. Today is supposed to be slightly cooler and by next week our highs will be back down in the 70's. I ordered a new patio table and chairs, and they were delivered yesterday in a disturbingly flat box that seems to indicate a lot of assembly is required. I'll probably be working on that today.
When I was near Hampstead Heath on Thursday, I passed a house with a box of stuff sitting outside, free for the taking. Included was this little sheep, made of beads strung on stiff pieces of wire. Of course I grabbed it, because who could resist? Besides, I have a couple of other beaded animals that I got while in Botswana -- a frog and a pig -- and this goes with them quite well. A beaded farmyard!
I finished "The Man with the Golden Arm." Good, but not for the faint-hearted. I'm glad I read it, but literally everything that happens in that book is depressing.
As I was sitting in our garden and typing this post, some small creature ventured behind me -- a squirrel, probably. Olga streaked to the corner of the garden and chased it over the wall, then promptly got very dizzy and staggered back to where I was sitting before awkwardly collapsing on her haunches. She thinks she's very fierce.
Your collection of beaded animals is becoming a truly unique and culturally rich display.
ReplyDeleteOh No! to the flat pack - hope you have a good deal of patience for that.
ReplyDeleteI love that sheep. I would have grabbed that, too, if I had had the nerve to search the box. Sorry about the kids moving in up above. Hope it’s not as bad as The Russians’ construction projects.
ReplyDeleteI suppose you could be an entrepreneur with all the stuff you find on the street. Someone has painstakingly made that little sheep it is rather sweet. Painstaking will probably be the word for the flat pack!
ReplyDeleteI very much doubt that the speckled wood butterfly was deliberately posing for you as it sat upon the leaf. After all, speckled wood butterflies only have as much brain power as Donald Trump's two older sons. Have fun putting the flat pack garden furniture together! Maybe you can post pictures in a couple of weeks.
ReplyDeleteAhh.. sweet sheep. I would have grabbed that too.
ReplyDeleteLots of luck with the flatpack. That will take time and patience. Let's hope kids overhead aren't as disturbing as endless renovation.
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