Don’t you think?
Do you ever go to peoples houses to visit and silently imagine knocking walls out, reorganising doors, rearranging their furniture and redesigning their lighting. I do. It is an affliction. I console myself with knocking holes in my own walls. I just don’t like walls very much you see.
When I was a child I dreamed of having a house with walls made like wooden blinds and in the morning I would just roll them up.
Now the builder and I can enter the Coupe from the Cloakroom without having to climb through the window. That window is shifting by the way, it is being reused elsewhere. 
The round bale of hay arrived for the animals in the back fields. I fully expected the truck to get stuck in this field with all the swearing and growling that accompanies vehicles stuck in the mud, but I guess the ground is not that thawed yet. So it all went smoothly and the bale rolled obediently into its corner.
Not fast enough for some though. 
Queenie really is very very happy to have her dinner delivered. She wishes she had a happy face in repose. She always looks stern when she is thinking. 
I understand Queenie, honey. I am the same. Once a perfect stranger came up to me in a train station years ago and said “Don’t worry love, it could be twins.” Then off he went. It took me YEARS to work that out.
Good morning. We had another day of the lightest snow yesterday. Not enough to be a bother and just enough to keep watering the fields. It has been above freezing for three days now which means we have been able to leave the pump out in the barn. Not having to carry that 60 pound pump in and out of the house twice a day and drag it across to the barn in the red wagon then carry it in and out of there makes life much more comfortable.
The forecast for today is for light snow and considerable cloudiness. I wonder who it is that actually writes these words, filing them into my internet weather report. These weather words that millions of us read and cling to, groan over or smile at. Who is this anonymous person. Stand up and show yourself and tell me why ‘considerable cloudiness’ was your word choice for today.
Have a lovely day.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
62 responses to “Knocking holes in walls is Deeply Satisfying.”
In my head, I have redecorated every house I’ve ever stepped into!
A day without dragging the pump back and forth has to be a good day.
I like a little weatherly alliteration: considerable cloudiness, a smattering of snow, a wild west wind, smidgeon of sleet. Take your pick!
I though it was only me who took down other people’s walls and rearranged their lighting (in my mind) – when we moved to this house I couldn’t sleep for all the wall moving possibilities!
Some walls should never have been, at all! I am chicken when it comes to removal, but when my wife decides one must go, I have been known to arrive home from work to find that the rats have mysteriously eaten away all the brickwork there.
Oh, and that is actually a, ‘Hay, thanks a stack!’ expression from Queenie.