Sunday, 11 June 2017

All Things Bright And Beautiful



'Have a little peek under the bandage' my son said on returning from the eye hospital. 
'No!' I'd decided to go by the book of instructions that I'd been issued with.
The next morning, I nervously took all the padding off.
WOW! Everything was crystal clear and clean and colours looked beautifully bright.
The day before, I'd had the cataract on my left eye removed. Although I knew my sight was getting pretty abysmal, I hadn't realised quite how bad it was..... how yellowy brown everything was becoming and how indistinct everything looked.
I'd bought some wool to knit a cardigan, thinking it was a sort of smokey grey and when I looked... it was a much brighter denim blue. This was just the beginning. All manner of things are being noticed and I can't get over the pleasure of looking out into the far distance with my good eye and seeing everything clearly.
In the meantime, I have a bit of a problem. My untreated eye now seems to be redundant. I can't see a lot out of it without my prescription glasses which I cannot now use because of the good eye. Taking one lens out of the glasses makes me see double and causes me profound giddiness. I talked to my optometrist who told me he will not prescribe a contact lens and that I could put a patch over one eye.
Well, I decided to just get on with things and can see well enough with my good eye to live a pretty active life. Reading was a problem until a friend kindly lent me a cheap pair of reading glasses which I'm using to write this post.
Hopefully when the next eye is operated on, I will not need glasses except for reading. This is quite exciting as I've been very shortsighted since I was ten and have worn glasses most of that time to correct this.
Bristol Eye Hospital is really marvellous and the consultant who did the operation, put a lens of my own prescription into the eye itself after taking out the cataract. What marvellous technology.
Can't wait for the next one to be done, though I might have to wait a while.

Sunday, 23 April 2017

Little Nooks and Crannies


I spent most of the day yesterday in my little garden. Cutting things back, weeding, tidying up and repotting etc.
I had a lovely time and although I was very tired and achey afterwards, I found the day passed so quickly and I hardly stopped to eat.



Looking around, I realise I have lots of strange things in little nooks and crannies of my garden but I love finding little things to add to it.
Sometimes children have called it *a secret garden* as you can search and find some hidden thing amongst the plant life. 
Other people's junk is fine for doing this.

Sunday, 16 April 2017

Happy Easter


Happy Easter everyone.
I wish you all peace.

Hope to be back soon.

Sunday, 2 April 2017

Colours of the Rainbow.


I seem to have been knitting in bright colours throughout the winter. I think it reminded me of Spring and Summer flowers to come.
When I was a child, I can remember that winters were really cold and summers very hot. Nowadays, we seem to have very temperate seasons with nothing very definite between them. 
I keep changing from warm woollies to lighter things and back, so I never really know what to wear or what to expect from one day to the next.
Keeps us guessing.
However, it is officially Summertime!
I like that!

Saturday, 11 March 2017

A Welcome Splash of Colour


It's been a long time since I put anything on my blog.
I seem to lack motivation in that direction but I have been very busy in other ways.
I've been itching to get into the garden but when I'm at home it often rains and when it's sunny, I'm indoors at some other commitment that I go to. Being busy seems to be the answer to my wellbeing, though.

Today has been dull and the sky threatening, so I felt compelled to take this photo when I noticed the Bergenia, that livened up a very dismal patch of ground on my way back from shopping. Little things like that can lift my spirit.

I'm very committed to my Community singing group who regularly give concerts to raise money for different charities. The pace of learning new songs by heart is quite fast. This is where I feel my age! It takes up quite a large chunk of my week with communal practices and learning from CDs and sheet music at home. The words are the hardest thing for me to learn by heart though.
 I continue to get great pleasure from knitting in the group I belong to, as well as at home, while watching TV.  I'm making small brightly coloured blankets at the moment. for the local hospitals.

I've just got through another of my six monthly checks at Oncology and don't have to go again till Sept. I'm waiting for an appointment at The Eye Hospital as I was referred by my Optometrist with suspected cataracts. My hips and wrists complain a lot (my back too) and I have to coax it all to work properly in order to continue my activities.
Inside this rather decrepit body, there is a youngish person trying to get out!


Monday, 13 February 2017

Which To Choose?


I decided to go for a walk today as it was the first dry, sunny and warmish day that we've had for weeks.
Sunshine makes me think of light gardening, spring flowers and tidying up after the wind has tossed every thing about outside.

There is a small garden shop about 2 miles from my house and with no other means of getting there except on foot, I decided it would make a good change to be out in the fresh air.
So off I set and was there in record time. I'd also planned to do other shopping on the way back so felt quite pleased that I'd planned and organised my afternoon almost to the last detail.

What I hadn't bargained for was the discovery that I'd left all means of payment on the bed at home when I decided to reorganise my bag earlier that day. Whatever was I thinking of? I must have got distracted as I knew I'd not picked up the things I'd dumped on the bed.
Oh well....I took a picture of the things I couldn't buy. At least I'd left my cell phone in the bag.
The journey home seemed to take longer somehow and of course, I couldn't do any other shopping either.

Sure enough everything was tossed on the bed just as I'd remembered I'd left it. Why I didn't put the things back I'll never know!
At least it seemed to be blogging material, so here it is.

Wednesday, 25 January 2017

Clinging To Life

Photo Copyright: Maggie May

We're not yet out of January, so it was surprisingly lovely to see a clear blue sky whilst walking over the common today. Admittedly I was well wrapped up with scarf, woolly hat and gloves but nevertheless it was encouraging to know that the promise of Spring is not far away.


It was heartwarming to see a Pelargonium (in England classed as a bedding plant) not only clinging to life but producing flowers too. 
We've had some very heavy frosts, which are not over yet and I was going to throw this plant in the waste recycling bin. However, I think it deserves a chance to live now, so if it does survive the next two cold months, I shall repot it and take cuttings.
We could all do with a second chance, don't you think?