I love Sundays #3

that age old cliche of kicking through the autumn leaves

a big fat slice of sticky date and walnut cake

and a Sunday afternoon cappucino

then walking home as the sun set


I've had a lazy Sunday (and Saturday) in preparation for what will be a long and busy week: lots of shifts at work, including the grand arrival of Father Christmas to his garden centre grotto next Saturday - it's going to be chaos. Head down, think of the Christmas break - that's my motto.

This weekend I did manage to get my Mum to cut my ridiculously long hair (it was down to my waist and any layers had turned to wisps) to all one length, very sixties-looking. She also dyed my roots. Eagle eyed readers of this blog will know my hair is shiny blonde, but alas it's all an act as I'm a natural dishwater (especially during the sunless winter months). Garnier Nutrisse is my best friend! Anyway I quite like being able to get a cut and colour for free, all from the comfort of my own home! It's handy having an amazing Mum.

Other than that I have just been working in my sketchbooks, drinking vast mugs of green tea and eating tender-cooked beef puff pastry pie, as well as our traditional roast dinner, the most amazing Greek almond cookies (to be blogged about soon) and the biggest apples you ever saw. Sundays were made for slobbing.

Also, wasn't today's sunshine beautiful?

I love Sundays #2

 

Cycling across the fields through the early morning autumnal mist, seeing the horses in their winter jackets

Going for a late afternoon walk before the light fades, picking the best looking leaves, admiring the newly wintered skyline

Shopping for wellies and wellie socks!

Sparklers outside, the evening air full of bonfire smoke and spice

Roast dinner, with brussel sprouts and roasted squash. Enough said.

Baking another fruit streusel pie to serve up and enjoy in front of Downton Abbey


(On Sundays it's ok to be like a granny.)

I love Sundays #1

because of that precious extra hour in bed

because I had fun carving pumpkins for Halloween (I don't even really celebrate Halloween, I just like pumpkin carving)

because of a damp October afternoon walk, drizzly but still atmospheric, where I discovered hidden passages and noticed even more colours in the autumn trees

because I wore my favourite stag jumper that's only allowed out in the months up to Christmas

because of a seriously good dinner: beef pot roast with butternut squash, leeks, carrots and onion, all cooked long and slow so that it was tender and succulent, soft and nutrituous, and just good

because I baked flapjacks again, first a plain syrup batch and then a dark chocolate and orange blossom honey batch - delicious

because Monday's looking promising - I'm seeing a best friend who's home from uni and then finally getting to do some life drawing at my evening art class

Happy Sunday, and may your week ahead be a good one!


P.S because too many people complain that Sundays are boring/depressing/pointless, when actually Sundays can be lovely
P.P.S with the shorter days come the rubbishly lit photographs...