Even better than a full moon and storm clouds is a full moon, storm clouds and snowy hills. Very moody out tonight but also very cold. Normally I'd wrap up and go for a night walk but the moon is causing two very unsettled kids as well tonight.
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
I still have a reel of cotton-covered copper wire "salvaged" by my grandad during the war from somewhere or other. It's very useful... I'll have to bequeath it to someone in my will, I think, together with my old 2nd-hand lino knife, with a curved blade, which is just the job for opening compost bags.
Anyone have any suggestions what I can do with my legacy from my great uncle (he was a ship chandler) - a box of gold leaf? I also have his letter stencils. I assume he used it for signwriting but it seems an expensive way to name a boat.
Gardening on the edge of Exmoor, in Devon
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
Bookbinders and restorers of furniture use gold leaf, @raisingirl. Maybe you could advertise it, or contact the Society of Bookbinders for advice? (My dad was a keen amateur bookbinder and we gave things like that to them after his death. Incidentally, he would have been 100 yesterday... )
Since 2019 I've lived in east Clare, in the west of Ireland.
We use gold leaf on headstones, transfer gold and loose leaf. 23 ct. . Snow laying here making it seem very cold, Moors look lovely, could do with a bit more. Power kept tripping out last night on and off until midnight, poor Ashley was terrified of the thunder. First time he’d heard it.
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.
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Yesterday in Mytholmroyd, a few miles down the Calder valley from where I used to live...
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Snow laying here making it seem very cold, Moors look lovely, could do with a bit more.
Power kept tripping out last night on and off until midnight, poor Ashley was terrified of the thunder. First time he’d heard it.