The weather was atrocious when I got home
It was 8.30 pm and Albert, who instantly recognises Bluebell’s engine noise was already in the lane yowling his welcome.
He stands on the garden wall and we rub heads.
The rain never seems to bother him.
It’s lovely to have a proper welcome even though the cottage is quiet and cold and dark.
I feed Albert first and in the gloom of the lane street light I light the fire, and minutes later
When I turn my head in the wintery lane the wood smoke flew horizontally towards the church .
Fifty steps later ,when I collected the dogs from Trendy Carol’s Trendy conservatory , I was treated to a socially distanced preview of her newest VERY trendy sofa.
Loved it too.......expensive leather!
I fed the girls and checked my mail ......a council tax bill, a vet bill and a lovely lavender gift from Donell
a kind email from Gentleman Farmer Ralph’s son was waiting to be read too ....Ralph will be leaving his farm for the village graveyard on Friday at noon . In this covid driven world this couldn’t be officially broadcasted but the blog isn’t “official” in the truest sense of the word and I hope the lane may be filled in a socially distant way with villagers wanting to pay their respects .
It’s half nine now.
The cottage is warm and Almost cosy
The slow cooker is bubbling away with another fantastic soup and Dorothy is already asleep on my own trendy sofa
Mary is asleep with me
I’m knackered.
Knackered but at comfort x
ReplyDeleteA guard of honour through the lanes will be lovely and moving way to see him on his way.
ReplyDeleteI've noticed that some obituary notices in our local paper give the time that the hearse will set off from the house, so that people who wish to can still pay their respects. It is all people can do these days. I'm sure your lane will be packed - socially distanced, of course.
ReplyDeleteYou are working hard, fair do's.
ReplyDeleteCats just know.. doesn't need an engine sound, they know when you are nearly home.
Hope the village can turn out..and hope the weather eases off
I hope so too , live messaged the village social media
DeleteNight night. Sweet dreams. xx
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Deletemary's thought balloon: "daddy is love!"
ReplyDeleteMine is “ my little girl “
Deletei love how you describe coming home.
ReplyDeleteIt feels good after a hard day
DeleteYour homecoming sounds so warm and cozy! Have a good evening John. A good night's sleep will do you good. xx
ReplyDeleteI’m almost asleep Jennifer..... x
DeleteWhat a lovely account of your homecoming, greeted by the ever vocal Albert, starting the fire, visiting Trendy Carol to view her new couch and to collect the dogs,and coming home again to emails. Enjoy your soup and then putting your feet up before bedtime.
ReplyDeleteSweet dreams!
Hugs!
Beautiful picture you paint as always John.
ReplyDeleteMy small world pat...my small world
DeleteNow you're enjoying all the effort put into re-doing the cottage. Perfect.
ReplyDeleteIt’s mine ....all mine
DeleteEnjoy the shut-eye, John. You need it!
ReplyDeleteAll creatures great and small snuggled in the evening of the day and all is well
ReplyDeleteMay you sleep so well.
ReplyDeleteThe home and hearth is always there and you've made a wonderful cozy home and glorious garden. Mary's greeting is truly precious especially at the end of the day.
ReplyDeleteLovely blog, I can see it in my minds eye. Hope you had a good sleep.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely homecoming a way to unwind after a busy work day a lit fire, soup on the way enjoy these precious moments.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds so cozy. Happy you have Albert to greet you. Enjoy your soup and well-deserved rest.
ReplyDeleteYour cottage sounds like a beautiful haven of peace; not unlike my own. Coming home is always a pleasure.
ReplyDeleteI always love your description of your cozy cottage. Mary looks so happy to be with you in the top picture. You can see her love.
ReplyDeleteI feel quite emotional about Farmer Ralph-will that be the village graveyard across from you? x
ReplyDeleteMaybe one day you'll have your own trendy chair or sofa!
ReplyDeleteIt seems to me a socially distanced honour guard will be easily (and lovingly) done.
ReplyDeleteRest well,
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic description of your homecoming. Ahh, to receive such a welcome day in and day out. Oh, and your turkey & sprouts from a post or two back sounds like heaven!
ReplyDeleteI am reminded once again how lovely the word 'homecoming' truly is. Welcoming, comforting, a haven. Hugs to you all.
ReplyDeleteHow nice to have your family waiting for you after a busy day! Sounds so comforting! xx
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