Most of us down here in the South West were more fortunate; yes wind and rain, some damage in the garden, but that was all. We even had some really nice sunny days over Christmas, although the horrid weather is back now, and it seems, for a while yet.
Before Christmas DH started to work on a new rose bad in the front of the house. Not ideal time to play out, but good time to plant roses; well, so we thought.
By the time the roses arrived, what is going to be a rose bed, was a muddy patch.
Well, they just had to be planted, and hopefully by the summer they will look beautiful!
DH, the decorator, was working hard before Christmas, to transform
The floor is yet to be done, but we had a living room for Christmas!
The stairs are also finished, my contribution being the painted mirrors, a charity shop find, to optically widen the very narrow staircase.
And the quilt at the top, of course.
Yesterday, the last of the nice days, we ventured out, up to Beacon Hill. The walk turned out to be a very muddy one, but fresh air was very much needed.
Some interesting shapes,
and a misty view over the Somerset Levels, parts of it flooded over Christmas, with the Glastonbury Tor
in the centre.
And the thimble?
A sweet present from Secret Santa on Christmas Day.