After a typical UK Bank Holiday weekend – wet. Today dawned dry and sunny so we decided to take the dogs Jazz and Oby on an early morning walk. They had such fun I thought I would share a few photos with you. 🙂
There were lots of pretty wildflowers to see on the walk but Jazz and Oby didn’t want to hang around.
And finally its a rest in the sun back at home
Great walk 🙂
We’ve been in our new house for about two and a half years now and this is the third time we’ve remodeled the garden. The main reason being we had an enormous garden at our former house and I miss it. 😦 even though a smaller less time-consuming garden was one of the reasons we moved to a new house on a small village estate. For the first couple of years it was okay we planted lots of pretty flowering shrubs and sat back and enjoyed them but then at the end of August last year we adopted Oby 🙂
The grass or should I say mud patch needed to be taken up and replaced with patio and decking.
The plants were the next project they needed to be in raised beds to combat against dogs doing what dogs do. 🙂 My clever husband created planters for my fruit trees: Plum, Cherry and Apple and raised beds for my Roses, Lilies, Lavender, Poppies and Rosemary and Thyme. I will probably paint them but for now I just plan to enjoy them.
Next on the list is extending the garden into the large driveway to give the dogs more room to play. I should point out that we live on the edge of numerous trails and a country park, again one of the reasons for moving to this location and they have plenty of places to run.
Now when I’m writing I can see the lovely flowers out of the window. I’ll leave you with a few photographs of the flowers I can see at the moment.
I have been nominated for a ‘Very Inspiring Blogger Award’ by the awesome Lady Fury. Furious Unravelings is Lady Fury’s unique and often hilarious blog.
She also has a book club…
Reveal 7 things about yourself – Oh dear this is where you all find out I’m not inspiring at all… Here goes…
7 Little Known Facts About Jane Hunt
I’m an introvert,
I lived in a caravan on the edge of Dartmoor Devon for 6 months when I was 19,
The Osmonds were my teenage crush and I still listen to their music when writing,
I prefer reading to watching television this would explain my overloaded TV planner.
I conquered my fear of spiders when I had kids so I didn’t make them frightened too.
Until someone pointed it out I didn’t realise I wrote fantasies it all seems perfectly normal to me 🙂
I would love to write a book using my maiden name Jolliffe as a pen name
Try not to laugh. I’m sensitive 🙂
Bloggers Who Inspire Me
Rules of the Award
Thank the blogger who nominated you.
Display the logo on your post.
Post 7 facts about yourself.
Nominate bloggers who inspire you.
Post this set of rules.
Inform the nominees by posting a comment on their blogs.
Boss Girl by Nic Tatano is my Friday Read. I loved Wing Girl which I reviewed last year and have high hopes for this one 🙂 Here’s what its about:
Sydney Hack is the single, thirty something VP of news for a failing network… and she also has a taste for younger men.
She soon realizes a whole lot of over-thirty female viewers do as well, so she sets out to give these women what they want; a chiseled, trophy buck in his twenties sitting on the anchor desk next to a woman…
With nothing to lose she does the unthinkable; along with three female managers who happen to be her best friends she brings out the casting couch and turns it into a sleeper sofa. Doesn’t matter that the men have no television experience. As long as they look good. And there’s a hint of romance in every newscast.
Ratings skyrocket as a result, but Sydney and her female cohorts discover something else along the way…
True love is not always age appropriate.
Look out for my review
Here’s a snippet from The Dragon Legacy.
‘She hadn’t expected this. His honesty made her forget her other questions and doubts. His velvet smooth voice reminded her of milk chocolate. The sound bathed her frazzled nerves and twitchy senses with languor. Spellbound, she watched his gaze fill with heat. He didn’t look like a dragon. No, he looked like a man, virile and sexy. He filled her mind with sinful images. Green-scaled dragons didn’t. They breathed fire. Or at least dragons did in the fairy tale books she recalled.
Lukas lifted her hands until they rested on his shoulders. She pulled away. His closeness scrambled her lucidity. Undeterred, he spanned her waist with his large hands. He held on tight as he rose and pulled her against him.
“Appearances can be deceptive, sweetheart.”
Fleur would have questioned what he meant, but his physical closeness distracted her. He held her even tighter. Every hard square inch of him plastered against her softer curves. She bit back a sigh of pleasure. He didn’t play fair.’
©Jane Hunt 2013