Scrap Whispers new format!

Our furniture is arriving next Tuesday. Probably. And that also happens to be my birthday, so no rest for the wicked here! But it will be SO good to have our possessions back again. I am just intimidated by the amount of work that has to happen in this final week, so this will be my last post for a while.

But I had to tell you about the changes that are happening at Scrap Whispers. With Kelly leaving the DT, me being all but out of action for a while and Georgina trying to launch her new career, it just couldn't carry on going the old way. Instead, Georgina has come up with some clever streamlining which I think is making it a better blog.

There is more going on, LOADS of challenges and inspiration. I've been given a whole bunch of beautiful sketches to put into our trademark purple format - and I will do that once I have a little time to myself. For the next few weeks, to quote my dear Aussie friend Glad,  I haven't time to scratch myself! So pop in and check out the new-look blog.

The latest game has started, and it is now being run as one big team of 15 people, each with a week to play. The forum is no more. All communication is being done by e-mail. You can read about it all on the blog HERE, where you can also find the contact details.

Must dash. I have to take up the hall/stair carpet/underlay and take it to the tip, and gloss paint the stairs skirting board so it is dry before the new carpet arrives on Thursday. Oh and I have to check in to the new hotel, as the old one suddenly got full between when I left the hotel and when I arrived at the house yesterday morning. And it's going to start raining by lunchtime so.... toodle-ooo

Some more gorgeous pics

He really isn't bothered by me standing in the window taking pics of him, is he?

A stunning April shower cloud formation being blown over from Wales.

 

Thank you to Anmarie for this gorgeous "welcome home" rose. Isn't it exquisite?

Oh deer squirrels!

Just a quickie, as I'm supposed to be glossing windowsills and skirting boards. Yes, I know. That's why I'm here, putting that off! I've done the sanding and washing, and I'm just waiting for it to dry off before getting out the turps hand-dessicater.

DH is back at work today, leaving me free rein in the house. I have to share with you the friends who visited us yesterday.

This little chap had just had a fight with a greater spotted woodpecker over the feeder. He won.

I went outside yesterday evening to lock up the back cellar door and I heard a be-domp be-domp be-domp be-domp and two deer went cantering down the garden right past me. They must have been about 6 yards away from me. They didn't go far - I could see them at the bottom of the garden watching us. 2 minutes later they were back. Here is mum, looking very moth-eaten from her winter moult.

And here is her handsome son, possible last year's young, or maybe one of those spotty babies that I showed you 18 months ago. Hasn't he grown? See the beautiful velvet on those proud new antlers.

And mum and son together under the magnolia tree, hoovering up the fallen flowers. DH and I were standing at the open window above them, talking and clicking away. They kept looking up at us, but obviously decided we were no threat, and carried on munching. 

Seriously. Tell me why we ever left this place?