Rumpole and the Sunflower Thief

You’d be forgiven for thinking I’ve forsaken all other craft apart from knitting recently. I guess it’s temporarily true, but not for the want of trying. The problem is that I lack machine oil. It’s on order, but it does mean the sewing projects lined up are sitting idle, while my knitting needles are left to click.

So here I am again talking knitting. Although I do have another yarn to share too, but first it’s Wednesday, which means it’s time to share my latest book and knitting project.

My sock knitting, from last week, is waiting in the wings. I added a bit more, but a more pressing need raised its head, or maybe I should say hands. A small pair of cold hands. Regular readers will have seen my finished grey gloves. For me.

You might remember that I had almost a full ball of yarn left, which I was eyeing up to make a pair of gloves for my youngest. Would it work, or would it not? Curiosity got the better of me and I went for it. Casting on for a smaller pair of gloves.

I’ve finished one glove, but now I’m playing yarn chicken with the second. I’ve warned my boy that I may not have enough yarn and the glove will be unravelled, but I’m also thinking creatively. I have no similar yarn to mix in, and, as I’m on a stash busting year, I’m not going to buy any more. They may become fingerless gloves. I may have enough yarn. We’ll see.

Book-wise, I’m still reading Incredible Numbers, but as a lighter book, I’ve chosen a Rumpole. I really don’t want to read anything heavy in January. It is a month that needs every help it can get. For me at least. Something light, witty and cheery. Rumpole. To be precise Rumpole and the Angel of Death, which now I write it down, doesn’t seem like a cheery title at all. Maybe we shouldn’t judge a book by its title, as well as its cover.

Now to the yarn, I promised at the beginning. We’ve solved our own mystery this week. Playing Rumpole, indeed!

Back in the summer, we grew sunflowers to store for the winter. The idea was to bring a sunflower head out for each of the cold months, to feed the birds. So far, so good. We’ve learnt a few lessons along the way, but it has been a success. We’ll be planting more ready to repeat this again, this new year.

Anyway. First month, I put the stored sunflower head out. The little birds loved it and pecked it clean within the week.

The next month was colder, so I put out a bigger head. I stood back ready to enjoy the sight of little birds pecking happily away. Not to be. Within a day, it had disappeared. Gone. Completely. No trace. I checked the garden, but there was no sign. It was a big head. I put it down to an ambitious crow and drew up plans to nail the next one (sunflower head, not crow) to a fence post. That would sort out any crow shenanigans. I continued to mutter about how crows should stick to the surrounding farm fields.

Then this weekend, I was talking about the Fibonacci sequence with middle daughter, and how it’s easy to find it in nature. I produced a stored sunflower seed to demonstrate my point.

I wasn’t ready for what happened next. The pup, who had been fast asleep, or so I thought, suddenly leapt up and tore the sunflower head out of my hand. She started to rip the dried leaves off and toss them above her head. Sending them flying through the air and scattering sunflower seeds around the kitchen.

She knew what this was. She’d played with one before. It made a wonderful crunchy noise. It was fun. Lots of fun, which she intended to repeat with this new sunflower head. How kind of her mistress to bring her one again.

I think we’ve found our culprit. (oops! Sorry, crows.) Rumpole would be proud.

p.s. Before you start searching, I don’t think John Mortimer wrote a book with the title Rumpole and the Sunflower Thief, as my blog title might suggest. Although if he did, I bet it would be a good read.

Linking up with Ginny


 

12 thoughts on “Rumpole and the Sunflower Thief

  • Wednesday 18 January, 2017 at 3:45 pm
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    Fun post! Rumpole and Sunflower Thief — too funny! Is your dog’s name Rumpole?!!!! I’m trying to use up my stash yarn, too. Good luck to both of us!

    • Wednesday 18 January, 2017 at 3:49 pm
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      Ha! She should be. Never had a dog that could carry the name Rumpole. It would take a very particular kind of dog. Good luck to you too with the stash busting.

  • Wednesday 18 January, 2017 at 8:40 pm
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    That made me smile…long ago my brother in law made a bird table as a present for my Mum it was hidden in the hall and had been decorated with fat and seed treats …when it was presented it was bare…and two guilty collies were sitting smiling by it’s base (I will not share the effect a lot of bird seed and fat had upon delicate Collie digestions…but the local weather forecast could have been hurricane force and it would’ve been appropriate)

    • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 9:07 am
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      Oh goodness. Not good. Not good at all. Hopefully the bird table survived the decluttering of the bird food. I bet they were the happiest dogs when they discovered it.

  • Wednesday 18 January, 2017 at 8:53 pm
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    I thoroughly enjoyed this post! fingers crossed for your second mitt. Love the photos!

    • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 9:08 am
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      Thanks Julia. Knitted a bit more and there is not enough yarn, so have come up with a creative plan. Not giving up yet.

  • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 3:20 pm
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    yarn chicken – i have never heard that phrase and i quite like it!! your mitts are beautiful – and i really enjoyed your sunflower pictures and what you did with it, very clever!!!

    • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 3:29 pm
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      It is a good expression, isn’t it? And so right for that moment that your yarn is running out, but you have a few more rows to go.

  • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 8:39 pm
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    I attempted to save our sunflower heads for the birds but I obviously did sonething wrong as they went all mouldy. Had to throw them away, couldn’t even blame a dog!

    • Thursday 19 January, 2017 at 11:22 pm
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      I lost a couple to mould, but fortunately I inadvertently experimented with a few drying methods and most survived. It has been a learning curve. Next year, I’m determined to be more successful. So long as I keep them away from the pup, that is!

  • Friday 20 January, 2017 at 2:58 pm
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    love the photo of them mitts/gloves!! gorgeous shot! I think I read a rumpole book a long time ago before I kept track of my reading! I just finished Alexander Hamilton which was nonfiction history so I am going to immerse myself in light books for quite a while!

    • Sunday 22 January, 2017 at 11:22 pm
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      Hope you treat yourself to a lighter read.

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