Settling

Like the silt in a turbulent river, life has been coming at me for what seems like a good long while, and visibility and anchorage has been difficult. But today, I had an unexpected few hours to myself and it felt, just for a short time, that the silt, and therefore the visibility, was settling. Anchorage? Not yet.

I’ve been looking after Freddie on a Wednesday, as we nurse him back into school. Yesterday and today was something different for him though. A trial at a forest school – which meant I wasn’t called upon for grandson minding duties.

A whole day to myself! What should I do with it? Perhaps more painting and decorating? More clearing out of cupboards? More de-cluttering of Mum’s bits and bobs?

No. I sat in the garden, in glorious sunshine, and read a book all day.

Oh my. What bliss. It feels like years since I did that. And what a pleasure it was. So calming and nurturing.

Our regular Wednesday Quiz Night was also cancelled at the last minute, so I had the evening stretching out before me too. More time for doing something different then. This time, a spot of gardening.

I tended the newly-planted fruit bushes and strawberry plants, lovingly tucking them in. I tore up weeds that are threatening to take over the patio and I ripped out some of the ivy that is killing the hedge. I tidied the patio dining area and inspected the pond into which I’d put some blanket weed remover yesterday.

And I generally admired the pretty flowers blooming throughout the garden. Particularly this one. A ‘black’ tulip. Gorgeous.

Yes, today was a settling and anchoring day. Lucky me.

Take care everyone. God bless.