Meg's Little expedition

I thought I would take Meg out for a little run around on the back field , she is the right type for a run about each day. Well after crossing the railway and getting on the park as we call it ,I let her off her lead . We have been doing this for a while but with a ball , and she seems to expect me having this ball every time , so I am getting her used to no ball , it is easier than I thought . She has though taken an interest in grey squirrels. Now ,as soon as I let her go she is off towards the trees looking for them. The same route every time, but every tree , at least she can't come to any harm. The best part of this is she gets a lot of exercise while I just walk along keeping an eye on her.
Here it could be another dog if one has been around here, it could be a fox because they do come around at night, but I know the squirrels are around . Squirrels are the most likely as she doesn't usually pay much attention to other dogs.

The nuts around this tree make it obvious to me there are squirrels around here.Oh no ! where is she going this is someones private garden. I think I got a bit stuck what to do , reached in my pocket for a whistle I have to call her back and a man who was passing turned to me and said , in voice just like a policeman would sound . "Is this your dog ". She was stood behind me. I could have killed her.

But after taking back to the centre of the park I let her off again, when she is squirrel hunting at least she is getting her exercise

Then at the very end of our little walk , here we have '' I've seen one '' One thing for sure at least I know she will never catch one.

One day while taking Meg for a walk,I found what I thought was a little clutch of something growing in a little alcove . The alcove was made by the roots of tree. It was only a couple of weeks later I went back to see what this something under a tree was. It had actually grown , and luckily I was without Meg. As I approached I could hear rustling and movement of some sort, but when I squatted down to see , there was nothing just this. Then after a couple of days I couldn't stay away ,but whoever or whatever I had heard had gone and all there was is an empty little space.
Well that was it I had frightened them off , but they sure must have been small to sit in there
A fortnight or so later when I let out last thing at night I noticed something at the bottom of the garden, so I put Meg back indoors and went to have a look. There was an avenue of lights of some sort ,but I didn't want to go too near. My first move was for my camera, but be careful I thought, so I did all the work from the other side of the garden. Going by the sound of things it was the same as I had heard in the park under that tree. There was a quiet whisper and what were those lights .

Well after a while I got to where I had to go and find out, so I knew it would be the wrong thing to do but I switched on my flash and took a photograph .

The funny part of all this is each time I do something that I would expect to have frightened them off they come a little closer to me, so I have put a little door in Ursula's hearth for them to come and go as they please.

These are some of my products I knit for Ursula to put on her stall when out doing her work.I decided I liked doing Fair Isle so these seem to be the right thing for me , I also like doing small items for some reason.
The pattern on this one I made up myself and called it Jack Frost. the reason for that was there are snowmen around it and a snowflake in the middle.
I think the one below is my favourite , but as a tam. I think I like it both for colour and pattern.

It was this one I knit for someone who was only bothered about the colours and not the pattern . She also wanted it as a tam.I suppose any of them can be sold as a beanie or a tam .

This is Ursulas favourite it is pity it is to big for her although it was knit for her stall . The idea is to sell it .

One day it decided it was going to stay fine , so we took Meg ( the dog ) for a walk and a run around on the field and also took a basket with us as we had noticed some berries. Sloe berries. While I kept Meg occupied playing ball Ursula collected a few of the berries, these are what we usually missed out on , as we have , at this time of the year normally been up in Cumbria doing craft fairs .
This is Ursula sorting out and weighing her fruit, so to go for any more sugar needed and the right number of bottles of gin.
After stirring the suger until it's all mixed in these type of bottles can be put away and forgot about until Christmas.