Picnic memories...a tonic on a stormy Tuesday in September.

Blast!
When I awoke on Tuesday morning I was so hoping for a sunny day so that I could get out in the garden and tackle the weeds and mow the lawn...the garden has gotten away from me in the time while we were away.
It was chilly and there was torrential rain...and the not so usual thunder and lightning!
A day to cocoon for some perhaps,
but I have decided to get busy inside and do some tidying and cleaning before, fingers crossed, a 10K walk.

When I feel a bit unsettled or disappointed I need to be active and be attending to some job or task that requires concentration. Distraction is a great mood changer.

On a cold stormy day like Tuesday after months of hot weather I was drawn to thoughts of sunshine...
those lazy days of summer, walking, pottering in the garden, summertime picnics...

Willows Beach has lovely white sandy shore and a long Esplanade to walk along.

The picnic tables in the park are a perfect spot to enjoy an al fresco dinner.

Tea is transported in several stainless steel thermoses and the food in simple plastic containers and zip loc bags.

Mother, my sister and I had several dinner picnics over the course of the season and Mother was especially keen. Our Father never cared for dining outdoors or eating off a TV table, he liked to be seated comfortably at the dining table with a proper place setting with linens so Mother deferred to his wishes...

Mom always respected Father's preferences and put her own on the back burner.

I think many women did in those days.

(you have to pick your battles)

I often wonder how different things might have been if she had insisted that they compromise on things.

Perhaps they would have parted their ways...who knows?

My sister and I were allowed to dine on Swanson TV dinners on the nights when Mom and Dad went out!

(we loved sitting in front of the TV eating)

Mom often packed us up wee hampers of sandwiches and juice so that we could toddle off to the local park and sit at a table and have a picnic of our own...

such an adventure and excitement for two sisters on their own a block away from home!

(Mom could go upstairs and look out the window and see us if she so desired!)

 When Mother took us to the lake to swim while Father was at work we always enjoyed a picnic lunch on our towels amid the sun and sand...

(I recall gritty sandy sandwiches on occasion!)

she would remind us, like all the Mothers would, 

that we needed to wait an hour before going back in the lake to swim.

That hour was the longest hour EVER.

Nothing in my picnic set matches...

I actually prefer to use a variety of patterns and pieces.

Call it whimsy or bad taste, whatever it is, I subscribe to it.

Cheap and cheerful silver plated flatware.

Lately I've been digging deep into the cupboards and storage areas of our basement

I've been busy stocking our shelf at Vanity Fair Antique Mall...

Darling daughter and I are selling some of our modernist pieces.

Modernist Teak, Jewelry, Danish and Finnish Glass, a variety of bits and bobs await.

The Robert Larin Cubist Smash brutalist bracelet in it's original box was the first item to sell...

perhaps the matching necklace will be next!

Guy Vidal a Canadian modernist jewelery designer crafted this pewter double shadow box pendant.

It's a statement piece that would look fabulous on a simple black dress or top.

The Tennesmed modernist pewter "alien" pin is for sale in the case.

 I am keeping the baroque pearl and ebony one as I love it so very much.

If you visit Victoria and like antiques and collectibles, Vanity Fair is the largest Mall in town and is situated on Fort Street near Cook and they open at 10:00.

My messy make up tin has been wiped out and organized.

I do love order.

I keep my make up hidden from view.

I plan to slough on this polish...

then I'll wrap myself up in my cozy robe..

after a sugary scrub and a hot shower...

I've even shampooed my brushes...

It turned out to be a very productive day.

The post arrived while we were away...and in it was a parcel!

Jennifer L. Scott author of Lessons from Madame Chic and blogger at The Daily Connoisseur has sent me her advanced reading copy of her newest book and I am so honoured to be able to read it and tell you all about it in an upcoming post.

Thank you Jennifer.

What a lovely surprise!

 Now it's time to put the kettle on for a delicious cup of tea and get my nose in a new book!

Thank you for stopping by our Humble Bungalow.

Be Well and Be Kind.

XO

Walk the Walk...OOTD

My walking partner and I ventured out on our bi-weekly 10K walk.
We planned to walk in between the rain and got caught smack dab in the middle of a thunder and lightning storm.
The torrents of rain came down so fast we had nowhere to take shelter and we stood under the canopy of trees hoping not to get the full force of the storm.
I was worried about lightning strikes though and suggested maybe we make a dash for home...
which we did but it took us about 30 minutes to return.

We got totally soaked right through our coats, shoes, and socks.
Walking with a squeaky squish squish sound on each step.
We were complaining to each other loudly and laughing rather hysterically at how wet we were...
and it was of some comfort that we were not the only fools out in the path of the storm.

Think of two people jumping into a pool with all their clothes on and you'll get the idea of our dampened state!

OOTD 

This is how I looked before I left...

my Mondetta jacket was layered underneath my "water resistant" jacket with a tee underneath

 Gap jeans rolled up twice with Lands" End trail shoes and padded cotton Hanes sports socks.

My hair was presentable before the deluge...

This stone sits in the Humble Bungalow garden.

Boot weather is a' comin...

my Sperry boots are ready by the door.

Puddles await...

~ I'm so grateful for ~

soap and hot running water.

bath salts

fluffy white towels

and 

music

No music will be playing for awhile...

One of the cats has been very naughty and chewed through several of the wires of the cord to the plug.

We think it was Pepper as she likes to bite on cords and yarn...

several years ago

she pulled on her stitches after her spay surgery

I stayed awake two nights with her trying to keep the cat "cone" on her head so she would be safe.

She looks quite innocent here...

appearances can be deceiving.

My radio is on most of the day tuned to the CBC but all is quiet and will be until my new adaptor arrives.

I've got my eyes on a pair of red shoes for the fall...

I am going to be very very frugal and buy very little so that the Paris account will be growing and ready for next Spring.

I find it much easier to save when I have a tangible goal...

these would be fun to wear on the streets of Paris with a pretty scarf knotted at my neck.

What is on your list of things to buy for the fall?

MIssing in Action...

Hope you have enjoyed a great week...

Mr. HB and I took a wee bit of time off to gunk hole in the Gulf Islands aboard our Sea Ray.
The weather was stupendous, the food delicious, the pools warm and the books divine.
I bet you never even noticed my lack of posts I was totally offline...MIA.

Gowland Point Beach a 30 minute walk from Poet's Cove at Bedwell Harbour, on Pender Island.

Our summertime custom, 

which quickly became a habit was to sip a cocktail, nibble some food and play crib.

Do you know what this is?

We got in a few long walks to "help negate" happy hour cocktails and the appies that we munched with gay abandon.
I gained 5 pounds even with the swimming and walking so will be back and vigilant on the WW points system and pounding the pavement when I can see above the pile of laundry in the basement!

It's a car stop...with no transit on the island and one taxi this is how the non walkers get around.

No need to hitch hike just stand and wait for the next car to stop.

Darling daughter and I did this a couple of years ago and were picked up by the most eccentric woman I have ever had the pleasure of conversing with...

oh and her very shaggy wet and drooling doggies shared the back seat with us!

There were a few wildlife sightings at dusk.

Some seaweed encounters...

A fascinating read which BTW is the third book I have read in 10 days!

I wish that I had invented Zip Loc bags...

they are a galley slave's best friend.

Our salmon is marinating in garlic, diced ginger, green onions, soy sauce and a pinch of sugar.

I usually use maple syrup but had none on board so I had to be creative.

"One Pot Wonders" 

are the name of the game on board with one burner.

We are fortunate enough to have a microwave and a BBQ.

 I try to keep the meals simple.

My pedicure is still intact but many of the crystals have fallen off my flip flops...

(too many salty beach walks)

 I will be replacing these before next summer.

We celebrated Henry's first birthday this afternoon and he is the most adorable blond boy in the entire universe...

I am feeling very mellow despite the fact that I am dealing with a mountain of laundry.

But you all know how much I LOVE doing laundry!

and dishes...using pure linens.

Will be back in jiff...

thanks for stopping by.

Behind the scenes...I lead an very un-glamourous life!

Life here in The Humble Bungalow seems to revolve around washing up...
are your hands always in hot water?

"The Glove" is back!

It has been MIA on the blog for quite sometime but that doesn't mean that it was not playing a high profile role in the day to day home keeping tasks helping The Hostess with her domestics.

I spend a lot of time at the sink and in the laundry room tending to the laundry.

I admit that I am a bit obsessed about the laundry and have developed respect for the stalwart LG workhorses that work overtime in the basement.

It pays to have the tools on hand.

A great product that I recommend highly...

Ecologically and environmentally friendly.

Not everyone is a fan of "the glove!"

Chester punctured holes in the thumb...

well I guess that's just the high cost of doing business.

These domestic "helpers" are revered here...

Up the creek without a paddle?

Not this Hostess.

I can sit and gaze out the window...

but only AFTER I do the ironing.

Pepper keeps me company...

as does Chester!

I like to hang a lot of my clothes to air dry.

I think it keeps them looking new longer...no pilling.

The LG washing machine has a fine woolen setting which is wonderful for my cashmere sweaters.

Having a designated work space is essential to my domestic regime.

Some of the on going tasks required are dirty jobs...

and no one really notices them but me.

Yet they are important for me as I prefer keeping on top of things.

Look who is on the job as we speak!

Someone is purr-fectly content....

Well no more dilly-dallying I must get back to the tasks at hand...

Hope you are having a fabulous week.

Thank you for stopping by my blog...I really enjoy your comments so don't be shy to share your thoughts.

Hostess