Pottery & Poetry & Life
February 2026
It was icy this morning when Lydia and I were out walking, but with a bit of sun and blue sky. It made such a change from the rain.
After walking for about an hour we went home, Lydia enjoying her breakfast from her ball as usual. She now barks to let me know that it’s got stuck behind a piece of furniture or something. I like the fact that she barks to let me know, and she knows that I’ll search it out for her. It isn’t always easy to find it but eventually I always do.
February 2026
Lydia and I had a good walk this morning, a muddy circuit. She paddled through muddy puddles while I skirted round. Tonight though, her feet and legs are all clean. She cleans herself over the course of the day. I heard that not a lot of dogs do this, but she does.
After getting a haircut I went to visit my friend who lives in a care home. I’d forgotten my glasses but managed to read one story from the magazine I’d taken with me before my eyes became too blurry.
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The theme of the Buddhist class tonight is ‘Habits of Happy People’. I’m looking forward to it, not least because it’s a while since our group convened, when the last course finished before Christmas.
Lydia and I had an easy walk this morning, with no real attempts on her part to pull out of her bridle. In fact she walked steadily ‘to heel’ most of the way.
Quite remarkably, when a valuer from an estate agent came to look at the house, she didn’t even bark at him – from her crate – when we opened the door to the room where we’d put her. He said he had five dogs at home so she must have recognised him as a ‘dog person’.
Writing again
I woke up to a different – and rather wonderful – view this morning, after staying overnight with friends.
Their dog – Faith – slept most of the night on my bed. Lydia hasn’t yet ever slept on my bed and if that’s her choice that’s fine, but I would like to think that she knows she can if she wants to.
Back home, I made some vegan and some meat sausage rolls for the Qigong fuddle we’re having tomorrow evening.
I found the vegan recipes online:
https://ucalorie.com/vegan-sausage-rolls/
https://plantbasedfolk.com/vegan-sausage-rolls/#recipe
They’ve turned out well, and are tasty.
I’m beginning to feel reasonably well organised for Christmas, partly because I’m not cooking a Christmas dinner this year so there’s less for me to organise, and partly because I’ve now bought all the presents I wanted to buy, have posted all the cards I need to post and written most of the others. It’s good to feel that I can just enjoy what I’m doing every day which tomorrow will start with picking Lydia up from the boarding kennels. It’s just not the same here without her.
As I have now completed my latest cycle of writing for 28 days, I’ll be republishing earlier posts for the next couple of weeks, and then I’ll be back on the other side of Christmas.
Best wishes to All for the festive season.
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It was a bit frosty and misty this morning when I took Lydia out.
We were earliesh because I was taking her into kennels and then going straight to a poetry group meeting.
After the meeting a few of us went for a festive drink, and I have another sociable event lined up for this evening, going to visit friends.
Lydia will enjoy her weekend break with friends and I’ll enjoy mine.
I’ve also been to a Christmas Tree Festival in our local church, and bought what I think will now be the last of my Christmas presents for this year while I was there.
The house isn’t the same without Lydia but I’ll be picking her up on Monday morning, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed – and that’s just me!
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Before and after going to the dog field with Lydia this morning, I did some work in the kitchen, finishing the decorating and cleaning, then putting things back but reducing clutter at the same time. It does look and feel so much better.
Leaving Lydia to look after the house – Trev was still away but came back this afternoon – I headed over to the Buddhist Centre to do some volunteering for a few hours.
The work was outside. To begin with it felt a bit cold, but I had gloves, a hat, coat and boots. It wasn’t long before I took off the hat, coat and gloves, as the physicality of the work – sweeping – warmed me up. A few people – residents at the Centre – passed me as I was working and all made appreciative comments. The young lady who was supervising me made sure that I was happy doing the work and insisted that I had a cup of tea before I left, which I did.
The satnav on the way home directed me on a different route to the one I normally take and it proved to be a calm and quiet drive, through villages lit up by Christmas lights – lovely.
Arriving home, I was glad I’d made the enchiladas the day before as all I had to do was turn the oven on before giving Lydia her tea and then having a bit of a rest. Trev had returned home and it was good to watch a bit of telly. It’s been a fairly full day, and a good one.
Writing again
Lydi did very well with her new collar for the first time. It’s a Halti collar, designed to stop pulling. It will take a while for her to get fully used to it, but it did seem to make a difference.
I’m early with writing and posting Christmas cards this year, which is just as well as it leaves me clear to make a start on deep cleaning the kitchen and doing a few things to it that will hopefully help things along when we come to sell the house.
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Mental health Mondays do seem to come round very quickly.
Up at around 8.30 this morning, I read a few pages from ‘How to Transform Your Life’ by Venerable Geshe Keksang Gyatso, Rinpoche, before starting a meditation.
During the meditation Lydia started barking at the back door and, while I decided to continue meditating for a while, I realised that she might need to go to the toilet, and not just for a ‘peepie’, so I got us ready to go out for our ‘walkies’. Sure enough, she did her first ‘poopie’ early on in the walk and another one later. She was pulling again, picking up a scent, and I’ll be glad when her new collar arrives later today, so that I can try her with it and see if it makes a difference.
Dropped a few of my pots off at my friend’s house as her daughter – who designs interiors – may buy some. Then I headed for the jet wash as I haven’t cleaned my car for ages.
With a bit of time to spare before yoga, I filled the car with petrol then popped into Tesco’s to buy some Christmas chocolates – three for presents for people and a box of Bendicks mints for the house. I always like to buy a box of Bendicks mints for Christmas. I don’t have many Christmas traditions but this is one of them.
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Just back from a late lunch – a friend of a friend’s birthday.
Back home I’ve given Lydia her tea and she is now crunching on a raw lamb rib – a chunky one.
We had an earliesh walk this morning. It was our woodland walk only we didn’t go into the wood in the end as she was pulling too much – we walked up and down the outside instead, and despite changing directions numerous times as the training has taught me to do, and reinforcing the “heel” command, it made no difference. She had picked up a scent and wanted to follow it.
Even so, we were out for about 45 minutes in the end and when I came home I ordered an anti-pull collar for her. We’ll see how that goes.
I may give the woodland walk a miss tomorrow and try it again once the new collar has arrived.
Writing again
Lydia was disappointed at the dog field this morning. No cars passed by that she could chase. Even so, she had nearly an hour off lead and did a lot of sniffing on what was a mild morning that later turned into a bit of a wild day weather-wise.
Hailstones fell as my friend Maxine and I headed to Harewood House to see the Christmas installation that her daughter had designed. It was spectacular, beautiful and inspired.
Quite how it had all been imagined, planned and implemented I don’t know but it really was a work of art in so many ways. A feast for the eyes with vibrance, colour and light.
It isn’t yet December but it is beginning to feel a little bit like Christmas already.
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