Sunny days at home have recently been rare indeed. A little while ago on one such day I dug out the camera and decided to see what I could see just lying around the house…
It appears our house contains quite a number of dairy-related objects, appropriately enough since it was once a dairy farm. We get our milk delivered by the local milkman, which is fantastic (not having to constantly say to myself ‘ooh I must remember to pick up some milk on the way home’ is a revelation). Continuing round the house, we found a small milk jug in France this summer which we now use as a kitchen-top compost bin.
(There is also the large milk churn outside the door which I’ve previously written about.)
Next to the milk jug on the kitchen windowsill is a pot of succulents which, despite neglect and ignorance on my part (they seem to sprout new bits randomly and spontaneously, how do they do that? How can I make one big one instead of lots of small ones, and vice versa? These are questions I do not currently know the answer to, although I am aware, as ever, that they are just an internet search away) have been alive since some time in 2011.
And, in turn, next to the pot of succulents is another find from the brocantes of France- an earthenware jug in which we keep washing-up paraphernalia. I like containers.