On the last day of the year...frosts and wreaths and Christmas trees...
Paul Jessop jug/bowl! It warms the soul right through until lunch...
I hope you're enjoying a wonderful Christmas and New Year celebration...and that 2015 brings us all happiness, health and joy.
I want to leave you with a beautiful, peaceful image for this, the last day of the year. It's taken from one of my very favourite books - " The Country Child" by Alison Uttley...an autobiographical account of growing up on a remote Derbyshire farm at the end of the 19th century. It is a constant joy to me, and I hope you love it too. x
"The New Year hung in the air, hovering with wings outstretched above the farm, carrying joy and sorrow in its feathers, waiting, waiting for the big clock to strike twelve. Dan stood outside with his coat-collar up, shivering in the steely air, staring up at the sky and across the vast dark to the hills.
The New Year shook and swooped down as the clock began to strike. Dan opened the door and entered as the last stroke died away and the year flew in, filling the house at once, from the empty attics to the dairy where the milk froze in the pans.
Susan sat up in bed, listening to the rush of wings, Becky wished for a sweetheart, and Margaret said a prayer. All the bells began to ring, Mellow Church pealed out a chime of bells, and the lone bell of Brue-on-the-Water called softly, and faded to nothing through the woods...."