Looking around our home mooring around sunset. Earlier Pete had suffered a close fly-by from a kingfisher.
Monday, 2 December 2013
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
We've never watched leaves fall. Seen that they've fallen, yes, but as the hatch was opened for a usual "hello morning" visit, sounds caught the ear. Birds? No. Squirrels? No. Leaves falling after last night's frost. Floating shards of gold. Gorgeous.
Sunday, 10 November 2013
This is one of the blessings of our new permanent mooring. There are so many! This is one of the blessings which is most inspirational, rain or shine. This stunning view. Trough the gap in the middle, we catch site of the M1 between junctions 16 & 17 and the occasional West Coast mainline train. The villiage on the hill is Long Buckby, about 3 miles away and our nearest shopping area. This is the morning cup of tea view, the home lunch view, the evening wind-down view.
Friday, 27 September 2013
This is one of the things we love about this new mooring. In our previous home mooring, we were in a hollow, carved out of the hill for the marina to join the canal. Now we're on a ridge with the fields falling away both sides. In front of the kitchen sink, we see boats sleeping away, waiting to be woken by their absent owners living in houses somewhere. Look closely and you see our tiny little alien, making sure that the electricity goes around. Behind the kitchen sink, the golden glow hides the sight of miles of fields and hills rolling east into Northamptonshire. We hear the M1 between junctions 16 & 17, but it's such a steady quiet roar that it sounds more like a waterfall. As we look through the gap, we can see the tops of lorries in the distance and the occasional train on the west coast main line. Seeing both remind us that our life on a 250 year old waterway is as much part of the modern world as anything else.
Tuesday, 24 September 2013
What's the biggest thing about the new mooring? We're moored on the outside of the marina on the canal. The difference is amazing. We used to be tucked up in the corner of the marina, on one side of a slip of land, the other side of which was the canal. We could see boats passing by the canal entrance just near us, but being in our home-home meant that all the familiar canal views were on hold until we travelled out. We saw boats, yes, but the boat yard, offices and all the yard workings were quite obvious as well.
Now all of that boat yard stuff is a number of boats away. We look out of the kitchen window and see lovely landscaping and a peaceful range of boats, bow or stern end toward us with water (and often ducks) in between. We open the side hatch in the morning and, ah, there is the view we love.
Monday, 23 September 2013
The first two pics are Braunston - the boatyard and the bottom lock. It was a good day with a warm fine mizzle. Perfect. Elizabeth boated with Pete up to the top of the flight of 6 locks then left him to do the tunnel alone. She walked back to Reg (parked at the studio) then drove to Weltonfields and walked back along the towpath to meet the family. The next shot is Pete at the helm just before he pulled Bella alongside at the bridgehole to collect E. Travelling together again, we rounded Norton Junction and were delighted to again pass Glad, our neighbours from our old mooring.
The next sequence of pics show us coming out of the woods (wonderfully named Cornerwell Spinney) and seeing the light at Weltonfields, cruising alongside the Marina, then turning and coming in to berth. The final shot is the new view from deck.