"The Urban Terrorist"

 Rocky the Patterdale, and  long suffering Frank the Black Lab.

Rocky, as a terrier, dominated and bossed everyone.

Frank was more easy going....but had a good line in farts if he didn't like you!

Both went aged 14.   Both missed

keeping on keeping on...

 The blackthorn blossom here (and the cherry blossom) is the best for years.    Not that I'm "counting chickens...." but I'm hoping for a good harvest!!

I'm getting out a bit on the bike now, exploring some smaller roads...this is looking back over the Girvan Valley

 The "Black Cock"....I assume this could have been a stopping place for travellers, as an old drovers road crosses the lane here

 A Hawk Moth ?

 We planted flowers on Rocky the Patterdale's grave.   Nearly seven years gone now, but we remember the "Urban Terrorist" well and fondly.

 I used to call these Wooden Enemies when I was four years old!

All preparations done, The Pirate starts his radiation therapy soon...we seem to be just ticking over now, but it is hard to get work done.  

 There is so much to do....bike training, trying to de-clutter further to make the place calmer to live in, still hoping to find a workshop and getting a space to do some more lino-cut printing. 
Technology still defeats me....I've just bought a hard drive to back up images and writing....but it wont talk to the computer.  
Hopefully a friend will sort that and the printer problems this afternoon.  But don't hold your breath!!

I'm still jobhunting, but possibly the best I can do is carry on the Pirate's gardening and hope to pick up another customer locally.   At least I wouldn't be shut up in an office or shop!!

Spring?

I think that Spring has arrived...we're now scraping above ten degrees C during the day, but the windchill factor is quite high and nights are still cold.

Only just over two months to Mid-Summer's day !!!


It is also a year since we arrived back in Auckland as the drought broke in New Zealand, the day before we flew back to Glasgow.      SO much has happened. 
We know that The Pirate is in the best place he could be for treatment- but  we do so miss the Land of the Long White Cloud.

sunset and moonrise in Girvan

wishes and gifts

 A card we found in the Applied Arts Centre in Sauchiehall Street in Glasgow.
It is advertising Ceol's Craic, the Gaelic club for music and banter....but it says it all for us!

Then he bought me roses on the way home....after all, here it was Mothering Sunday!

and happily all my brood were busy....too busy to remember!!

  It made a lovely change from the 1980s and 1990s when Mother's Day was when Mother was twice as busy as usual!!