Have
you ever tried to plant seedlings with a husky watching every move… note to
self for future… do not use bonemeal -
the plants might like it but the husky can’t resist! I am nervous to venture out to the garden at
Den and Cabin to see if the seedlings there have survived the night, no not the
minus temperature, rather being eaten by the buck. Celvin did see him ambling past the Ark and
Dorchester, in no particular hurry the other evening – I think he thinks that
we plant all these delicious things just to keep him going over winter and for
no other reason. As for the dassies at
the gate garden… well that is a whole other story!
Neither the Buck nor the
Dassies were abliging about a photo shoot so herewith some winter gems!
We
are once again expectantly waiting.
Daddy Emu is splayed out on the floor covering (we don’t know how many)
beautiful blue eggs. One needs to
approach with caution as M and U are very protective… watch this space! The bunnies are just relaxing and recouping
until the next school holidays.
I
have just responded to someone, that I will be faxing their form to them – as
soon as my new computer….talks to my old printer! I have new everything it
would seem, including wrinkles and grey hairs.
The website as a new update – I have to learn how to use it all over
again, hence no new pictures. Facebook
has a new look on our ‘page’ (check it out…) although I can’t quite seem to
work out some of the things I used to do on it.
The new computer (wow, it looks good and is fast) but I keep wanting to
slide my fingers across the screen – Windows 8 – and spend a lot of time going
round in circles and even Epsom (the big daddy photographic printer) doesn’t
have a driver (?) yet…. So this brings me to Christmas.
How… I hear you say!
Well,
every year in planning the menu, I strive for something new (pudding suggestion
looks exciting – thanks Natasha!) But, would it be good just to have the
familiar, same old… tradition? Where you know ahead of time what to expect and
can enjoy the anticipation. Where the
familiar is safe, known and no change is presented. I digress…
Charlotte
the tortoise has moved lodgings – the sandstone bank she had chosen kept
crumbling and only allowed for parallel parking (she is a girl, she can do
it). As of a few days ago, just ahead of
our minus 6 this morning, Charlotte is now safely parked into last year’s bay, garage style.
Nothing
much changes at Wyndford. We tweak and
always try to improve everything, but we
can be relied upon (since 1923ish) to be here as you remember. There is availability for the August (still
winter Mrs Morton) school holidays, as well as the September break – aaaah
Spring in the making – but that is for another time.
Our
monthly draw winner for this month is Erika Geerthsen!
Stay
warm, well and know you are always welcome at Wyndford.
Hi there! I went to St Martin's High School and attended a maths camp held at Wyndford in August last year (2013). Wyndford truely touched my heart, from the hot chocolate delivered to our dorms in the cold morning to the breathtaking hikes with Jaco and Dover (The worlds most energetic dog), I loved every minute of it! Although the maths was tough, it was the nurturing, loving amd safe environment, along woth a lot of good food, that got us through it! I often think of Wyndford and the people I met there and I am certain that I will return to Wyndford as soon as I get my first pay cheque! Keep up the awesome work and until we meet again, keep practicing your bowls!
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