Secret of Vintage Jewelry

“I may be some time”, I quipped as I popped out to the corner shop from art group last week. I felt as if I was venturing to the South Pole with all the snow we’d had. I also felt like a Michelin man (woman more like) with the many layers of clothing I had on. My oil painting survived the journey home on foot in the blizzard - a watercolour might not have fared so well. No doubt my Canadian Twitter follower will be laughing his socks off by now. Minus 5 degrees would probably be a heat wave for him at this time of year.

The snow receded for a few days last week, to reveal definite molehills around our rockery and bird feeder. This had a decorative border of pebbles – sadly no longer. It looked a mess, but more snow has since covered it up. We’d reared some toads from “toadpoles” earlier in the year, and it seemed all we needed was a “ratty” for a real life Wind in the Willows in our back garden.

Luckily, we have been spared a rat so far, and are hoping that our furry visitor will go away on its own. We keep looking at the neighbours’ gardens for signs that he has moved on, so far to no avail. I've read about how to get rid of moles on “how togetridofstuff.com”, but it has just been too cold for us to bother doing anything to move him on.

Have added a “Digg” button to my blog. No doubt I’ll be doing the same to the garden once the snow has gone.

All for now

Jewel