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  • #1

    What's your 'Does it get any better than this'?

    I'm sitting on the back steps outside my bedroom patio door. The sun has just set, but there is a lingering warmth in the air. The resident Blackbird is poking around to feed her second chick (who she introduced me to yesterday by plonking it down the behind the greenhouse as I rigged up my holiday irrigation system), the Sparrows (who I've name Larry and Phyllis) are feeding their second brood - in the eves of the house (in preference to the sparrow terrace I built for them, which to give them credit, they did raise their first brood in!). The sky is clear but for a few rolling clouds. I've just broken for three weeks summer holiday. I have a bottle of Grolsch in my hand and the sweet, heady aroma of the copious quantities of Night Scented Stock I planted is washing over me in aromatic waves of pure heaven.

    Really, does it get any better than this...?
    Smile! It's the curve that can set a lot of things straight!

    http://www.youtube.com/BradThunder
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    Watchin Liverpool beat Man Utd 10 -0 LOL
    The greatness comes not when things go always good for you,but the greatness comes when you are really tested,when you take,some knocks,some disappointments;because only if youv'e been in the deepest valley can you ever know how magnificent it is to be on the highest mountain.

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    • #3
      Sitting in my garden this evening, glass of wine in hand. Picked fresh sweet peas for the house, and fresh raspberries for me!! (They didn't make it to the kitchen)

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      • #4
        Can I refer you to the thread regarding 'final meal'...

        Seriously - sitting on our decking, after a warm and sunny day, drinking pimms on ice, home grown strawbs & cream in a bowl, watching the ducks and ducklings swimming by.

        Brad Pitt doing the weeding, Ed Norton swoeing...oops - lost reality a bit there.

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        • #5
          kids in bed and quiet (OH as well lol) , BB on in the background, GYO on the laptop and a lovely cup of latte!!!

          I know how to live, the simple things in life for me! i am now easily pleased ha ha !!

          SS

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          • #6
            Hey Gary.. sounds great...

            I'd join you with a bottle or four of whateva...

            I'd notice that we both have alarming eyebrows.. and then giggle at your lack of a nose!

            You would alert me to the fact that I had left my own nose at home and pour another beer.......

            Bliss

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            • #7
              It doesn't get any better Gary. Enjoy.

              From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs.

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              • #8
                Its about 9pm, its warm but not hot and sticky, I'm on my allotment gently hoeing weeds. All is quiet bar the sounds of birds, and the robins are having a bath in a well in the plastic sheet covering half my plot. They pop across to see if I'm digging up any worms and perch on my fork watching every move of my hoe. This is heaven to me, it would be paradise if it wasn't for the other have of the plot that still needs digging.
                I'm only here cos I got on the wrong bus.

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                • #9
                  Gosh, at that time I was hurling bales of hay around various pick-up and drop off points! I slept last night, I can tell ya! Fantastic hay making weather and I felt quite energised this morning!

                  Bliss for me is sprawling on the lawn and looking over my handywork, then the cat comes over for a cuddle next to me, normally after doing a poo on the end parsnip, little sh*t.

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                  • #10
                    I had one of those a few weeks back - spent about 6 hours on the plot and went around to my aunt and uncle's house about 5 mins away to drop off some goodies. Sat out drinking coffee in the back garden, shaded from the fierce sun (had forgotten sunscreen), with clean hands and after a loo break, just enjoying the peace of a friday afternoon. Before having to go collect the toddler from creche.

                    I was really hoping for some nice eveings this summer to enjoy those kind of moments at home - none so far as the weather has been wet and miserable pretty much since that weekend.

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                    • #11
                      We've just got back from a chum's house in the village. It's now 35 plus with a sky so clear and so blue it has to be seen to be believed and far too hot to work outside. We've spent a few hours helping them in their garden, J has been doing flowers, I've been organising their new potager for them.

                      We had lunch in their garden, did another hour and we're home now to shower and change before going back there this evening for a bbq. They are very special people and we're delighted they're our friends.

                      It's our wedding anniversary today, although we've been together 26 years, we've been married for 11 years today, so will take a couple of bottles of chilled champers with us this evening.

                      OK, neither of us has the very best of health but by and large we're fine. Our garden is glorious, three years of very hard work getting it as we want it. Our little house is just lovely, we've enough money in the bank and enough regular income not to work again.

                      And the view from our terrace across the valley, past the village and over the Dordogne is just to die for.

                      There may be better days than today, but offhand, I think they don't get that much better.
                      TonyF, Dordogne 24220

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                      • #12
                        A pleasant evening on the plot, followed by a simple meal, where most of the ingredients are homegrown, then a long bath in something gently scented, finally sharing a bottle of red with OH, whilst I read a good book and he rubs my poor aching feet.........this, of course, is sadly fantasy, but I sometime get close - it's the foot rub that usually throws a spanner in the works.
                        Into each life some rain must fall........but this is getting ridiculous.

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