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Name:VintagePretty
Location:United Kingdom

An avid tea-drinker who likes nutmeg in her coffee and warm lavender-scented quilts. She knits, crochets and partakes in random acts of craftiness (and kindness). She likes obscure works of literature, philosophy and the idea that her mind exists separately from her body. She enjoys moving furniture around, literary criticism and baking bread. She writes haiku about nettles, would like to swim with seals and become completely self-sufficient. She writes as if her life depends on it, listens to beautiful music, and loves her darling husband Mr. VP.

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Friday 21 April 2017

Happy Birthday VintagePretty!

Today VintagePretty turns 12. I almost have a teenager on my hands! It’s true. I think about that and feel quite old. I look back at some posts in the same way that some people look through old diaries and I cringe inwardly a bit, but that is life and for better or worse, it is a timeline of someone moving from teenagerhood to adulthood with all the attendant bumps along the way. I think I needed to step back from blogging for a while to get my passion for it back. I don’t make any money from doing it, so it has to be something I enjoy and for a while I was just too busy to blog as well as find my new groove as a mother. But I knew I wanted to come back to it when I had a burst of inspiration and wrote 6 blog posts in a day! Admittedly it doesn’t happen often, but when inspiration strikes I seem always to return to this little niche I’ve carved on the World Wide Web (with 1312 posts!).

Happy 12th Blogiversary VintagePretty!

Friday 14 April 2017

The flowers of spring and a ramble

Last week we had the most glorious few days: bright blue skies filled with an even brighter (and warmer!) sun; the wind finally calm and the temperature cool but not cold. We were toying with the idea of visiting a town on Saturday but thought why not enjoy the countryside in this lovely weather? So we hopped into the car and ended up at our local National Trust property. Luckily, we were there early and managed to get in before the crowds, which is always the best time to go (especially as it was the start of the Easter hols and they were doing an Easter egg hunt around the grounds).

The plum blossom is already pretty much over here, but is being replaced by cherry blossom, those big blousy petals calling to everyone and proclaiming the arrival of spring. And the blue skies – they’re always bluer in spring; deep blue, in a way that they’re not at any other time of year.

The lichen growing on the trees is a good sign; it shows how clean the air is, as they are very discerning fellows.

These impatiens are enormous – much bigger than their British-bizzy-lizzy-relatives – as they’re grown in a hot house. I am a big fan of the hot house in winter and spring – I love going inside and escaping into the warmth and humidity for a while. I can imagine the heating bill is pretty hefty though!

I’m not sure what this tree blossom is. I thought it was an amelanchier like ours, but now I’m not so sure. Its blossoms were very understated and elegant.

These are little brunnera that pop up everywhere in the estate. Mum has a clump in her garden and they’re making like Triffids, but they are very pretty.

We stopped to feed the geese and ducks. The lady ducks were so friendly you could stroke them (though we refrained). Feeding the ducks always proves a big hit around here and it’s a cheap way to spend an hour or so, especially when incorporated into a walk.

We’re almost at the end of daffodil season! I can’t believe it. These fancy daffs were still in their prime, though. Aren’t they gorgeous? Totally different to the upright, trumpet daffs I know and love, but no less full of sunshine.

The anemones were just coming out and carpeting the woodland floor. I always think of this wood (and those photos) and this song when I see a carpet of wood anemones.

Their spindly necks hold one perfect, delicate, nodding bloom. Only seen for a couple of weeks a year and always looked-forward to as one of the first signs of spring, coming as they do at the same time as the cuckoo’s first calls (in Lincolnshire at least; we don’t seem to get many cuckoos here).

This is a lesser celandine. It seems that they’re a pretty common plant around these woods but I don’t recall seeing them often down south. It was so, so, so yellow! Bright and warm in such drab surroundings.

In the formal gardens there were the first signs of blossom. Deep blue skies and the first hints of pure white, blousy blooms. It makes me want desperately to get my lino cutting stuff out again but I’m not sure I’ll get round to it. Truth be told I am not terribly artistic but I did very much enjoy doing my lino cutting. It’s been ages since I last had a go (2013!). Maybe one evening…

All sorts of things were in bloom; some I knew, some I didn’t. I love the colours and the textures and the dappled sunlight. The quality (and the quantity) of the light has changed so much in the last month; it is so different to the weaker winter sun.

Is this plum blossom? I’m pretty sure it is. The plums always come before the cherry blossom. Aren’t they beautiful and delicate? Those ice-white petals next to the copper leaves – lovely.

The may leaves are out in abundance at the bottom of our garden too. Soon we’ll see the buds burst into a snow-like cascade.

There’s something different about the way time moves now. I honestly wake up in one month and the next thing I know it is the next and I have to try to scrabble through days to work out where it’s gone. I used to think time flew when working 40+ hours a week, and it did to an extent, but I think that now time moves differently. It is probably to do with having children and the changes it has on the brain – who knows?! But either way I am really aware that time no longer moves in the way it has for so many years and I feel a bit powerless to slow it. The seasons, marking out the passage of time somehow, are something I can grasp hold of to try to make the time slow down a bit.

Ah Spring! I love this time of year very much, and even moreso now that I have a little companion running around enjoying it and finding awe in it as much – if not more – than I do. I hope that you’re enjoying spring wherever you are!

Tuesday 4 April 2017

First quarter favourites!

I thought I’d do some monthly favourites blogs, so here are some of my favourite things from the year so far:

  • Waitrose’s ECOlogical fabric conditioner.
  • Pumphreys’ selection of Swiss Water decaf coffees. Find them in the Grainger Market. A North East institution.
  • Urtekram rose shower gel.
  • Cloth sanitary pads*
  • Bonne Maman strawberry jam (on homemade bread)
  • Doves Farm organic wholewheat spelt flour (for making said homemade bread).
  • Hawthorn leaves emerging :)
  • ClassicFM (not a fan of commercial radio in any other setting but the music is worth having to flip stations occasionally!)
  • This YouTube channel, which is just fascinating.
  • My new FitBit Charge 2, a mother’s day surprise from Mr VP and Baby VP. Nothing says ‘get your rear into gear’ like a buzzing wristband!
  • Apple cider vinegar because of its health benefits. I use the Biona variety.
  • Faith In Nature lavender bar soaps. We don’t use liquid soaps any more at Chez VP, and these are some of the nicest bar soaps I’ve come across! Proper, old-fashioned soaps with just the right amount of old-lady-knicker-drawer about them ;-)

*more about these coming!

Wednesday 29 March 2017

Feeling better

Have you noticed I’m sort of blogging again? I didn’t want to come out and say “I’m back!” until I knew I was going to come out to post more than a couple of blogs. But here I am and after fighting with some pretty major writer’s block, I feel a bit more able to tackle all the things I’ve been wanting to write about. It feels nice! I don’t know exactly how many posts or how often I’ll be able to do it but I miss it so much that I’m going to endeavour to do it a bit more.

I started taking some supplements a couple of months ago, to help make me feel a bit better and they seem to be yielding results. I’m not really a sun-worshipper, in that I tend to remain fairly well covered in the sun and am definitely not a fan of hot weather on the few days a year we get it, so it’s almost certain I’m vitamin D deficient. I started taking DLux (1000 i.u.) twice daily, a vitamin B complex and also zinc, as having a toddler means I usually end up getting whatever bugs are going round! So far, so good.

Pretty quickly I stared to notice a difference and combined with making sure that I am careful with my diet (especially sugar consumption), I know that I will continue to feel better soon. I always notice that I start to feel better when I see the light sky in the mornings. My mornings now begin an hour earlier than I am accustomed to, as Baby VP’s schedule shifted around 16 months, but I quite like the long stretch of day that it gives me.  It also means that by 9pm I’m usually to be found laying beached on a horizontal surface, totally exhausted, but in a good way.

I cannot wait to get out to the beach again, now with a toddler who can run up and down on the sand :) We’ve already had a few beach visits but there was less running and more trying to stay upright as BabyVP felt the force of the north easterly wind! We have a bucket and spade ready and I’m looking forward to sandy sandwiches and coconut suncream. Until then, I’m making do with plum and cherry blossom on the trees. Bliss!

Monday 13 March 2017

Let’s go fly a kite

A warm Sunday morning in March, much like it was the other weekend. A new kite. Some necessary errands ticked off the list and a chance to take off for some family time. To the beach to fly our new kite. Possibly more for me than for Baby VP, though when it took off the look of awe and wonderment filled her face just as much as ours. It was possibly the easiest kite I’ve ever flown, and so much fun. It stayed in the air, without any skill from me, for over 25 minutes. And was, at one point, flying almost 80 metres in the air with only a very light breeze. Amazing and so, so magical.

Saturday 11 March 2017

Amongst the trees and the birds in winter

Weekends are so short these days. They fly by in the blink of an eye, so, so quickly. What’s different? We’re busy with little Baby VP who is definitely not a baby any more! But weekends… they disappear. So we try to make sure that we go out and do Interesting Things together as a family.

So a couple of weekends ago we donned warm coats, Baby VP wore her thick all-in-one bunny coat, and we headed out for a decent countryside walk. I must admit that since having a baby, our walks are not as long as they used to be, and certainly shorter now that we don’t use a pram any more. But we make sure that we stop to enjoy all that nature has to offer and now that spring is so tantalisingly close.

We find that getting out early is best as we not only avoid the crowds but we make the most of the pre-nap energy. I also think that getting out and about early is best to see wildlife and we were lucky, seeing a treecreeper, lots of blue tits, coal tits, great tits and chaffinches as well as a pheasant, robin and moorhen. It was the first time that Baby VP had been into a bird hide for quite a while, and this time it was magical because she was so open to seeing the birds. We made sure we pointed each one out.  We’re not ‘twitchers’ by any means, but there is a lot I appreciate about seeing birds come and go and spotting new ones I haven’t seen before. They really are beautiful things, birds.

I think about the things I want to pass on to Baby VP, the things she’ll remember forever, and one of the greatest things I can think of is a love of the outdoors. An abiding love and deep appreciation for the wonder and beauty of nature; the awe-inspiring brilliance of the world’s living body. I think of how much information there is to teach; how much I am learning alongside her and I feel so humbled by it all. The weight of this duty is immense. What a wonderful job to have.

By the time we were finished walking and bird-watching we were ready for a sit down and a coffee, complete with a toasted teacake shared between us three.

Sunday 5 March 2017

A Sunday morning walk along the beach

Have you noticed that we’re now exiting the deepest, darkest bits of winter? Like a plant deprived of the sun, I am desperately craning myself to find some its rays again. So when the weather gets above 10C and the wind is not blowing a gale and the sun is shining? I make like a cat and luxuriate, nay revel, in its appearance. Hoo-boy, Sun, you have been away far too long!

All of the above necessary conditions were met the other day and so I set off with Mr VP and Baby VP, the Archers omnibus on in the car (to my absolute flummoxing, I’ve discovered that Mr VP is not only a closet fan of the Archers but if I miss an episode it turns out I can rely on his almost encyclopaedic knowledge of the goings on in Ambridge to set me straight! *insert wide-eyed surprise-face here*).

And so we walked. Away from others, though as it was pretty early (for a Sunday), there weren’t many takers for a brisk walk. Just myself, my girl and Mr VP. Blue skies, white clouds, oystercatchers, a huge stretch of golden sand to explore and beachcomb on and the deep blue North Sea.

On the way back we saw a couple of unfamiliar birds flitting back and forth in the hedgerow. It turns out that they were stonechats. A new one on us!

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