Showing posts with label Dunster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dunster. Show all posts

Sunday, 30 March 2025

We Spring Forward

 

blackthorn

Spring seems to be here, and April is just around he corner We shall soon be making our regular spring visit to Somerset and Cleeve Abbey, and in the meantime the blackthorn on the corner of the road on the way to the paper shop is in full bloom again.

Last night the clocks went forward into Summer Time, so we look forward to brighter evenings and hope for a pleasant summer that isn't too hot - or too wet!

Saturday, 21 December 2024

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

 


Wishing you all the very best for the season! This picture was on the front of our Christmas card, It was taken at the Luttrell Arms Hotel in the autumn.

The photo at the very end of this post was inside our card, It was taken in our own garden.

This year our chosen charity in lieu of buying commercial cards is MDS UK - the support group for the condition that Mr Bufo has been diagnosed with.


Each year, and every year, I thank Susan Cooper for this poem:

The Shortest Day – Susan Cooper
So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen,
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing, behind us — listen!
All the long echoes sing the same delight
This shortest day
As promise wakens in the sleeping land.
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends, and hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year, and every year.
Welcome Yule!





Thursday, 27 April 2017

Flat Out Rainbows


No, it's not the Christmas card again, but the curtains at my new flat. I suddenly saw them in the mirror, and realised the similarity...



We are loving our little 'weekends away' - though some of them are 'midweek breaks'! - to the flat. It is very comfortable and relaxing, and we have the added bonus of rainbows that appear at certain times of the morning, when the join in the glass of our balcony, or the corner of the balcony upstairs to our right, become prisms. Was it one of the Pollyanna books where an invalid has rainbows in her room from a prism hanging in the window? 



We had an 'out' yesterday, to see one of my favourite places, Cleeve Abbey, and on the way, had a splendid lunch at he Luttrell Arms in Dunster. The Luttrell family, in the person of George Luttrell, played much the same role at Cleeve as EJO gives to Sir Antony Abinger.

Here he is, looking very much a younger version of the man EJO describes as Sir Antony:

And of course, no visit to Dunster would be complete without calling into 'Home Coming' - this is an Aladdin's cave of a shop and we had intended to get Mr Bufo some new slippers there ... this time they had some rather nice Blue Faced Leicester wool, so I indulged.


There are 6 black and 4 speckled tweed balls, so I should get a reasonable jumper out of them.