Yesterday TBSITW took me for a run in the country , to Moffat eventually, but using a number of roads I had never been on or had not been on for many a year.
We went first to the street where she lived before moving to her present house.
It would break your heart.
TBSITW has always taken pleasure and a pride in her garden (as in her house), and had put a lot of work into making the front and rear gardens beautiful, with some landscaping and much planting.
We didn’t see the back garden obviously, which was probably just as well, but the front garden is completely overgrown. With plants left to grow wild, the cherry tree untrimmed and left to darken the front of the house.
And the WEEDS!
What can I say? I still have the mental picture and it grieves me sorely. TBSITW must feel it even more so.
However on the way there we went along a road parallel to the main road, which always used to be a “rat run”. The Local Authority has certainly put a stop to that. We reached 30 speed bumps (and counting) – perhaps a little excessive, but it must certainly have worked.
Continuing on, we took a road that I haven’t been on in years, and decided that, as both of us had wanted to visit New Lanark, and neither had done so, we would take a look. We didn’t go in, but reckoned it was worth a visit, but would be better as a day trip. At this point both dogs were taken for a walk (in what was the heaviest rain of the day) and one decided it was a good idea to have a swim! Oh well, they were wet already.
On we went to Moffat where we stopped for fish and chips (very good), started off towards home and then did a quick u-turn when we spotted a shop with home made ice cream. TBSITW went in and bought each of us a cone of plain ice cream. Delicious.
We wended our way homeward, passing the Devil’s Beef Tub, which looks just as forbidding as ever….
… and so on to my home. TBSITW was somewhat tired and didn’t come in for a cup of tea, but went straight home, dealt with the dogs and wrapped herself round a well-earned whisky.
A great day, even though it rained most of the time the cloud cover was quite high and we had good visibility for the views.
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I know how it feels, Elaine. The house I spent 24 years in has been completely ruined by the people that bought it from my parents.
It used to be a beautiful cedar shake saltbox house with huge rhododendrons and delicate dogwood trees in the front yard, brought from my mother's home place in North Carolina.
Now, they've shaved the front of the house off and installed porthole windows, and torn all the plants and trees out and paved the whole front area. It is a monstrosity.
Part of me wishes that I'd never driven back there and looked, but another part of me reckons that this has helped me let go of my longing for the past.
It's just that houses have a spirit, and to see someone completely break down the spirit of a house by neglect or stupidity makes me mad.
- M
Thank you for your sympathetic understanding, Marcheline.
You always feel that you are the only person this has happened to, but of course, you are not.
It must have been heartbreaking to see all her work gone to ruin; commiserations to TBSITW.
Sometimes it is good to revisit old memories, other times it can be painful and sad.
Thank you, too, Sage for your thoughtful comment.
Thanks also to your bloggers for their kind comments.
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