Sacred work

 I will stop going on about this at some point (although probably no time soon), but I am all over not having a job any more. There is so much time to have that wonderful slow pace that I used to feel defined our family. 

Will is away this weekend and I'm still run down with my cold but we are having a pretty lovely time kicking about in each others' company. This morning me and the girls had a big gardening session and ripped out the beans, cut back anything dead, took out all the annuals, as well as all the volunteer fennel, and just generally had a good old tidy and sweep, and it's looking much less wild out there. We did one dump run with the green waste and had planned another but it keeps bucketing it down. We'll either do it this afternoon or save it for tomorrow and have a trip to the park at the same time. 

I'm not sure how clear the difference is, but here is before: 

And here is after: 

We also harvested the last of our pears and beans, as well as a massive gnarly marrow which Will has been cultivating. I think he has an idea that we'll bread and fry it.

The pears that we've had from the tree so far have been wonderful - I still can't believe it has produce so many this year. I didn't count in the end but there must be at least 30. 

I currently have an apple loaf in the oven after yesterday's one has all but disappeared, and I snuck a few cubes of ripe pear into it this time. If we pack a lunch to take out with us tomorrow, that will go nicely with the cheese pizzas I am about to put in the oven. It's towards the end of the month and I have no desire to shop. Although we do have some veg, cheese pizza seemed like a suitable treat for while Will is away, and will make a handy lunch tomorrow, and probably Monday too. (excuse the flour, I am a very messy cook)

Other than that, today we watched a film, I have knitted (onto sleeve 1 of 4), and I have a bit of housework to catch up on now, including mopping the trail of mud that is now running through the house despite my constant chant of 'shoes off, shoes off!'
I have felt once again something like myself. The girls are playing in the garden, I have jobs to do, the house is pleasant and we are calm and happy. 

I have been having some nice chit chats with my friend about making clothes once the new school year starts, and it'll be a dream to have someone to share that with. All of the things that I pined for in Cwmgors are coming to me. Thank G-d.