Days of leisure

On Saturday 21st of June we came home from our little sojourn in Poperinge to hot weather, a happy Bess and thirsty patio plants. After a thorough watering of the latter and unpacking a handful of essentials, we left the rest of our luggage for another day and spent most of the afternoon not doing very much at all.

As the temperature had climbed to 30°C by now, I was feeling hot and sweaty after our journey, which wasn't helped by the sauna-like conditions of Dove Cottage, which hadn't had an airing for a week. A quick rummage through the hot weather section of my wardrobe unearthed this lightweight green cotton kaftan style dress. 

Charity shopped at the tail end of last Summer, this was actually its very first outing. To make up for its long wait on the rails, I lived in it for two days running.

We'd brought one of the delicious salads from the local supermarket in Proven - one of Poperinge's sattelite villages - for our evening meal on Saturday, but needed to stock up to replenish our bare cupboards on Sunday morning, buying the ingredients for that night's Salade Niçoise among other things.

With the temperature still stuck at 30°C nothing strenuous was on the menu that day, and we joined Bess for a long siesta in the afternoon.

As I'd taken two weeks off work as usual, I still had a full week of leisure to look forward to. While in our cottage we'd tossed around some ideas, including a day trip to Bruges and being tourists in our own town for a day. In the end, none of these plans came to fruition, as we preferred not to stray too far from home and to take each day as it came.

Courtesy of a deliciously cool night, the mercury had dropped to the low 20s on Monday, the sun playing a game of tag with the clouds for most of the day.

After a morning of pottering, making a start with the unpacking and doing the first of a series of wash loads, we drove down to Duffel for a rummage in the charity shop followed by a walk in the park. Always contrary, I'll tell you about the latter first!

Starting our walk by circumnavigating the largest of the ponds, we spotted a heron at the water's edge.  I'm sure it had spotted us as well, but it was kind enough to indulge me by making me come close enough for a photo.

The starting point of my outfit of that day was the green embroidered linen blend skirt I queued for the better part of 20 minutes for during Zara's summer sale in July 2022. I never regretted its purchase as it has become a true summer staple, worn with many different companions over the years.

Wearing it with this Finnish peasant-style blouse - picked up from Think Twice in June 2023 - was a first though, but definitely one worthy of repeating. Aren't they a match made in heaven?

Both the big bird brooch and the green wooden necklace by the Belgian Les Cordes label were charity shopped, while the stretchy belt was a recent Think Twice find.

The hot weather combined with the lack of rain in the last couple of months had turned some of the grass into hay, particularly in the field at the edge of the park where a baby stone circle lives. Nothing prehistoric about it whatsoever: it's fairly recent and seems to commemorate some kind of village milestone. 

The park used to have imaginatively planted herbaceous borders, which unfortunately, and for reasons which remain a mystery, were dug up a couple of years ago. There's still a great variety of flowering shrubs, though, with quite a few Hydrangeas, now in their prime, among them.

The vegetation was still relatively lush and green at the water's edge in this, the first of the summer months, with the trees across the pond donning their best verdant hues, which they will gradually and inescapably lose over the coming months.

Suitably refreshed of mind and body, and flush with our success at the charity shop, we returned home. 

This is what found its way into my basket, starting with my favourite find, a pair of wide-legged silk-blend Fab India trousers, closely followed by a no-label giraffe print midi skirt.

Although I've got plenty of belts, I can never resist a good old rummage through a box of them, adding no less than three to my collection. Only the pewter coloured stretchy one with its linked metal buckle hasn't been worn yet at the time of writing.

The jewellery display yielded a red wood and metal necklace and a pair of translucent plastic ones in chartreuse and turquoise. Not that I needed any more necklaces either ...

My final find was done in the book aisles. As I'd just finished my previous read, I started The Dive from Clausen's Pier by Ann Packer that very same day. The novel tells the story of Carrie Bell, a 23-year old woman who is engaged to her high school boy friend. Unhappy in the relationship, she is considering ending it when her fiancé Mike dives off Clausen’s Pier into shallow water and breaks his neck. Although I had my doubts at first, I thought it was an excellent and absorbing read.

Tuesday 24th of June brought a mix of sunshine and clouds, with a light shower thrown in around midday. The temperature was on the up again, though, effortlessly reaching the forecasted 25°C for that day. 

One of the upsides of a week off work without any definite plans is the amount of aimless pottering one can indulge in, not to mention having oodles of time to spend in front of ones wardrobe(s) dithering over what to wear.

I found the cotton, grooviliciously patterned skirt I was wearing at Think Twice last August and thought I'd found it its perfect patterned in the t-shirt I'd paired it with on its first outing. However, the t-shirt's latex printed red chevrons had rubbed off and all but ruined my belt by the end of the day, after which I showed it what's what by relegating it to the bin. No second chances for that one!

Still keeping to red to echo the pops of red in the skirt, I selected my red and white flower sprinkled King Louise blouse, charity shopped back in the mists of time. To its collar I pinned a tiny vintage summer hat brooch decorated with red and blue flowers. A flea market find, if I remember correctly.

Both the blue beads and the red belt were charity shop finds. The eagle-eyed among you may recognize the belt as one of Monday's haul!

We'd purposely waited to replace the spent contents of our hanging basket - the sorry remains of its spring planting of daffs and pansies - until we were back from our holiday, so that was our afternoon outing sorted. 

At the garden centre, we selected some purple and cream Surfinias for the basket, as well as a Begonia and pots of Dianthus, Coreopsis and Astrantia to brighten up the passageway and the plant table under the awning outside our back door.

As we drove past our local charity shop on our way home, we stopped for a quick rummage. Surely, it would have been silly not to!

The gods of the charity shops delivered once more, spoiling me with two retro-style skirts (the birds and leaves print one is by Fever London) and a quirkily printed blouse by the defunct Belgian Who's That Girl label.

Back at home, I planted up everything we brought back from the garden centre and gave all the pots a good soaking. 

In spite of the heatwave temperatures during our week away, nothing seemed to have suffered much, except for the strawberries, which I had to cut back completely ... No worries though, as it produced new shoots within the day. Whether it will still produce any berries this year remains to be seen, though. 

So, that was it for now! As my week off wasn't nearly finished yet, I'll be back with more tales of leisure in a couple of days. 

See you soon!