Right, I’m a day late. But it’s been a year (and a day) since we made the big move back to East Yorkshire. To village life. To family.
I went for a run this morning – no need to drive to the canal like I used to – I can run a perfect 5k route straight from the house. While I was being advised to Work Bitch by Britney, I was looking around and thinking about how much our lives have changed in the last year.
It’s been a bit crazy since I started back at work after maternity leave, and while I think we’re just about managing to keep up with the garden, I’m not doing a very good job of writing about it!
Before the weather totally changes again, I thought I’d just share the photos of the garden that I’ve taken over the last few weeks when the weather was just turning warmer.
I was keeping an eye out for a lampshade to match the grey and white stars theme we’ve got going on in Jude’s room (you know, the theme that extends to his curtains and changing mat). It’s the last thing that really needed doing to finish it off after I painted it a couple of months ago. Of course, there’s more I want, but this definitely stood out as “wrong” in the room. None were quite what I was looking for, so I decided to do it myself.
Having a quick google, I found the perfect instructions for me – covering a lampshade that already has white or cream fabric covering the frame. The shade that was left by the previous homeowners was a three-tier cream pendant shape – think upside down wedding cake.
We’re a lot more relaxed about babyproofing this time around. Not that we don’t want Jude to be any less safe than Scarlett, obviously, but we know what was worthwhile from doing it all last time around.
Everything dangerous is clearly out of reach. There are a lot of extra cupboards in this house that we didn’t have in the last house, which is handy. They even left us a lockable medicine cabinet. Plug covers are contentious… we bought them last time, and then threw them away after reading that they actually make the plug live, so we haven’t got those again.
The trees arrived for the little orchard Barry’s creating – this one’s all him – all I’ve done for this is water a couple of trees. He’d allocated an area for it where the chickens are, near to a plum tree, and he’s chosen to plant them with an imaginary path running through there, for when we can get that down.
I was a bit surprised that five trees could be delivered packaged like this, and survive. They seem ok though, kudos to UPS!