Saturday, 21 January 2012

Spring cleaning

The chores are done, the task complete
Sweeping and polishing 
Mattresses turned
washing and
ironing.
The windows gleam, the silver sparkles, the furniture shines, and when the sun comes out to play I........
shall be ready to tackle the garden.
Grow lots of plants,
and set sail for sunsets new.
all images via wikipedia (Beatrix Potter illustrations)

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  1. looking ofrward to spring... although that means all of these tasks to be done! : )

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    1. Demie this winter has been so mild in England that Spring seems to have arrived early.

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  2. That sounds a) very industrious and b) rather cryptic! Love the BP images - hope the sun shines so you can enjoy the gleaming windows and have fun in the garden!
    x

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    1. Dear Alix - yes, Beatrix Potter cleverly used animals to portray human attributes (anthropomorphism) - the images have a lasting appeal to old and young alike

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  3. I was Mrs. Hedgehog last week and ironed off and on for two days Rosemary. I do enjoy ironing now that I have a Rowenta iron. I am a fan of Beatrix Potter and have a lovely biography of her that I have read twice. Have a wonderful weekend.

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    1. I do not like ironing myself and try to keep it to the bare minimum i.e if I hang H's shirts on a coat hanger they do not need pressing, and he doesn't notice! I expect that you were busy pressing your lovely vintage hankies.

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  4. Hello Rosemary:
    What a very busy Mrs Tiggy-Winkle you are! We hope that at least at some point over the weekend you can enjoy a well deserved rest!!

    The illustrations are wonderful. Oh how we enjoyed these books as children.

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    1. Dear Jane and Lance - if only I had a Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle!
      The illustrations are so evocative of childhood, and still continue to delight children today.

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  5. Gorgeous pictures, some of my favourites!

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  6. Your delightful Beatrix Potter illustrations remind me of the squirrel I saw this morning. When I parted the curtains on my French doors, there he was in the middle of the porch, eating a nut. He cocked his head to one side and studied me, all the while continuing to eat. Ordinarily I don't like wildlife to get on the porch or near it, but I just looked at him and laughed out loud.

    I hope all that busy work is done for the time being.

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    1. Mark, I wonder what colour squirrels you have, red, grey or black? We have grey ones here originated from north America, and they are always pinching the nuts and seeds that I put out for the birds. As I am sure you know Beatrix Potter lived in the English Lake District, one of the few areas in the country which still has the small, native, and delightful red squirrel that she illustrated.
      Yes, thats it for the year, feet up now!!! apart from doing the weekly necessities, oh, and the outside windows, the garden.......

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    2. My front yard is not big, and this morning there were eight (8!) of them digging holes in it! They are gray down here.

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    3. 8 squirrels in a little back yard is 7 too many. They must have been busy burying their nuts. My favourite squirrel is the red one, it is much smaller, and has pointed ears with tufts on the end, but alas they are now endangered.

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  7. I have a small collection of Beatrix Potter figurines. (Bunnykins too.) They are very special. Loved your post.

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    1. Dear Yvette - pleased that you liked the post. Beatrix Potter and her little animals seems to be timeless. I wonder if you saw the film about her a couple of years ago? I thought that it was a lovely portrayal and really showcased the beauty of the Lake District.

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