Amy and Thomas are back at school and it's been so quiet here today. No voices, no music, no phones ringing, no friends calling for Thomas, no teenage lads and lasses sat on the counters in the kitchen chatting. I must admit I love the hustle and bustle of the house at the moment. The to-ings and fro-ings of all the young people bring a totally different vibe to Number 38. But today I'm also loving the stillness. The peace. The quiet. The space. The ownership of my own home again. Even if it is just for a few hours.
I've been to Town for a few bits but really I've just pottered around doing nothing very much, apart from a tiny bit of token housework - not a lot though.
I've bought this little pot of grow your own sweet peas. I love the colours and scent of sweet peas and they keep my little vases filled for weeks on end throughout summer.
And I've cleared the cupboard of all the odd cups we somehow manage to accumulate and bought 6 new ones. I'm very much a floral girl at heart.
I've also found a frame for the picture from Holy Island. After a little bit of measuring and cutting it's finally hung on the wall.
Mark is taking me to Skipton tomorrow. It's ages since we've done anything on our own so we're going to go for some lunch and a look around.
I have some spending money and I'm hoping there will be time to have a mooch around Craven Court, especially the apothecary.