Shimelle's sketch of the week

Tanked!!

Samuel and John peering underneath a tank on Utah Beach, Normandy, France.  One of the many tanks we saw on our travels.

Crochet Cauliflower?

Or something else entirely?  We'll have to wait and see :0)

An evening walk

Last night as the rain didn't put in an appearance I took Moss for a stroll down the lane to the pond at the back of the village.
The roadworks were quiet for the night.

The farmer was busy harvesting.

And the sky was a gorgeous pink colour.

See what you miss staying in!!

Self Portrait

My sister Ruth has just posted her "Dreaded Self Portrait" so in an attempt to make her feel better I thought I'd show you mine (so to speak) from the other weekend when we were clay shooting.  If you look closely in the ear defender you can see my arm and camera.  Note the wrinkles, lack of make up and the sore nose from too many tissues!!

Where is your self portrait?

Shimelle's weekly sketch

It's a few weeks since I played along with this challenge but I thought I'd give it a go in an attempt to get back into scrapping after 5 weeks off!!

Some of the views of Vernon, France where we spent our summer holidays.  It's a very pretty town on the Seine which is a mix of the very old and the new.  It has a very relaxed atmosphere and I could quite easily see myself living there.

I'm in love..................

With these boots. 

I've been trying for the last two winters to find flat boots that will fit my slim calves.   All the boots that are made at the moment are made for, shall we say, the more fuller legged lady!!!  Which means for those of us with little pipe cleaner leggies the boots fit in the feet but flap about on the leg and look way too big.

While flicking through a catalogue the other day I happened upon these beauties and was over the moon to find that you could buy them in 3 (yes 3) leg widths.  (The fashion houses of France were fed up listening to little old me moaning for the last few years that they finally gave in).

My only problem now is:
1.  Brown?

2.  Black?

3.  Both?

I think I know the answer already :0)

Shooting Clays

It's the end of a very busy week and the last day before I head off back to work after six weeks off for the summer holidays.  As the weather was lovely and sunny we took a trip out to a friends clay pigeon shooting range so Samuel could try out his new gun.  After shooting with Uncle A and his Dad earlier in the week he's got the shooting bug back.
The range is only a few miles away and set in a lovely wooded area.

I had to hold the gun while Samuel got his ear duffs and cartridges sorted out.  Safety first of course which is why the gun is broken (open).

Here's the boy inspecting his new purchase.  He's swapped his old, smaller gun for the new 12 bore (with a little financial help from the bank of Mum and Dad).

Moss of course knew something was up as soon as he heard his first Pheasant!!  He sat patiently waiting for one to fall from the sky.  He was so disappointed to find out it was clays and not the real thing.   John was in charge of sending the clays.

Moss got fed up waiting for a bird to drop and took himself off for a swim.

John and Samuel set up at the shooting stand.........

while Moss waited....again!!

Samuel did really well on each of the stands.

even managing to have a go at 2 clays at once.

All too soon it was time to go home.  Off went one man and his dog.......

while I  (the family pack horse according to Samuel) brought up the rear!!!  Cheers.  Thanks for that son.

Samuel did really well and I'm very proud of him.  I can't believe how well he's doing.  He manages to get about 70% of the clays and doesn't seem to noticed the kick of the gun.....unlike his mother who hit the first clay but then knowing what was coming closed her eyes on the second!!!

I'm back from my travels.........................

but so far haven't had time to catch up on my blogging.  I'm hoping to get back into it this weekend.  I hope you're all happy and well :0)  See you soon.