03/09/2025
On one of 'those days' when you know you aren't going to be able to dig in the dirt, well all those outside jobs that have been being put off due to lack of backbone, it's good to have a day of focus and making a good job of being inside. Ahh, possible that does happen to someone and jolly good for them. For me, nah, not so much. Then again its soon tea time and that's a bit of pleasure.
I have got the DVD player to work though. So I can delve once again into the old places and doings of pretend.
The swallows have, to all sightings, mostly gone on their long journeys south. There seems to be some tweetling at the nest of roosting. I'm longing for them to be off with their families, all be it sad to be waving them off and the summer with them. The heart seems to be only lifted again when the Geese come flying back to the Estuary.
On a cheery note; and on a bit of reflection, the list of done things is far and away longer than the still awaiting to be done. It's always a bit of a surprise how much has been done even though for some reasons the list always seems to be rather shy and has a tendency to hide. A bit more practice on 'looking at what the positives are rather than the not quite's.
