Much that I like the concept of hiberating indoors, come winter, there is too much to be done out there still – and we are finding ourselves spread between indoor and outdoor work.
The days are short, and although there are few days where the weather is so bad you cant get out and stuff done – particularly with waterproof gear on – those seem like the ideal days to concentrate on all the house renovation that needs doing inside. But we are having mild weather, and sunshine. And good weather means we never get the house stuff done.
For some reason, that defies logic, it is often colder at 2 pm then in the morning. I don’t understand it.. the sun is higher, and the day will have warmed up? maybe it is just by then we have been out long enough to get chilly. So today we came in at lunchtime and stayed in to do some painting.
This morning, dedicated to major hedging – the hedges have been neglected too long and it is more tree felling than hedging – we cut out the large/ ivy clad/ diseased ones, lay the thinner trees and make slow progress down the lane. This is a hedge that makes up our boundary, and thankfully, our lovely neighbours on that side are on pretty much the same page as us, the grown up son joins in – and joy of joys, brings his chainsaw with him.
And the sheep are happy, now on winter rations, with less grass, and grass with less goodness in it, they are very happy to scoff buds, catkins and ivy.
This afternoon we progressed with the living room – trying to elevate the look from hovel – grubby walls, patches of different plaster, bare plaster walls and ceiling… bare stone.. holes. We have been plastering and filling, moving radiators and fixing problems. And we are finally at the point of applying paint. We are keen to get the inside and outside of the chimney done while we can still manage without heating – and thankfully it has been so mild. Once that is dry, we can have fires in the woodburner again.
The room is being transformed, slowly, from grubby and dark and patchy to creamy white and cottagey.