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A misty weekend. with Bears [Nov. 18th, 2014|10:21 pm]
shewhomust
It was a pleasant weekend, with no particular theme or pattern, just one thing after another, many of them good things and some not, but improved by the company of the Bears. Now that I try to write about it, I think: But there was this - and this - . Learning of Richard's death casts a shadow, and I see the dark as well as the light: the fact that durham_rambler spent much of Friday at a memorial service (for Margaret Dobson), that BoyBear's friend was unable to meet us for a walk because of family illness. So it goes.

It's all about the details, of course: the pause before dinner for a glass of wine and a bowl of spiced cashew nuts, the pleasure of hearing the CD which has been Work in (slow) Progress for the last two years, the colour of the fallen leaves in the gutter behind the cathedral with the green-and-yellow hosepipe like a snake curving through them, the extraordinary resonance of the bridges over the old Castle Eden railway:



Each one was different, but each had one particular spot which responded to its proper pitch with an enthusiastic and prolonged echo.

Lunch at the Vane Arms offered vegetarian spätzle, and an educational study of the gin menu (I had not realised that gin could be made from apples). Dinner at home, and J. joined us, by special request, bringing a carrot cake with her. Sunday was a lazy day, though we managed to polish off the prize crossword, and GirlBear and I went for a meander around Durham. After dining on a giant pizza, which we had bought at Sainsbury's the previous day (GirlBear said "Skip would approve of us buting the biggest pizza," but I said "No, she'd have bought two!") we spent a happy evening watching YouTube on the television, taking turns to suggest things to watch. We'd still have been there in the small hours, but the power went off just before midnight, just as durham_rambler was making his choice: the screen went dark, and the room went dark, and when we looked out of the front door, a whole stretch of the street was dark. We took the hint and went to bed.

The power was back on when we got up, and the morning's entertainment was resetting all the timers.
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[User Picture]From: shewhomust
2014-11-19 11:53 am (UTC)
You were reminded of me by an empty coffee bag? Aww...
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[User Picture]From: shewhomust
2014-11-19 04:20 pm (UTC)
Compost, from which good things grow...

(My compost is mostly coffee grounds anyway...)
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[User Picture]From: cmcmck
2014-11-19 08:16 am (UTC)
Bridge! :o)
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[User Picture]From: shewhomust
2014-11-19 11:53 am (UTC)
But no troll...
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[User Picture]From: cmcmck
2014-11-19 05:14 pm (UTC)
Wot? Not even a trowie?
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[User Picture]From: sartorias
2014-11-19 01:21 pm (UTC)
What a lovely photo.
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[User Picture]From: shewhomust
2014-11-19 04:19 pm (UTC)
There are a sequence of beautifully made redbrick bridges. I wanted to post a detail of the brickwork, how it makes the rise of the curve, but that one didn't come out. I'm glad this one worked for you!
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[User Picture]From: helenraven
2014-11-19 04:28 pm (UTC)
It was Richard who had died? That is very sad. Not a huge surprise, given what I saw at midsummer, but the world is now a significantly more boring place.
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