My neighbour has a beautiful climbing hydrangea that is tumbling over the wall and covered with bees and butterflies. It is a delight to listen to their buzz and watch the activity through my workspace window. Here we are blessed with garden walls that have purple campanula, fuchsias, jasmine and roses just coming into bloom. Nature’s gifts being shared and even though my thoughtful neighbours say I can prune as I need to, I’m not going anywhere near this abundance with secateurs.
As Covid restrictions ease, a few libraries have opened on The Wirral for an ‘order and collect’ service. It is thoughtfully arranged and you can order up to eight books at a time for three weeks; requesting particular books, books by certain authors or books from different genres. The librarians choosing will check to see if you have borrowed them before and just to make sure they offer you the choice of putting back any duplicates when you collect your order. It’s a wonderful service they are offering and has gifted Mum and me an absorbing read each this week.
In one of the online courses being created, I have been writing a module on distractions. It has been an eye-opener on how, where and what I distract myself with and the impact of outside influences. A salutary lesson in how to be aware of what I say and applying suggestions to me before I share them with others. 😉
Summer has started and the weather is glorious. High tide times for swimming are out of sync with my work schedule this week, so I have been rewarding myself with pottering in the garden as I log off each day.
There have also been sweet moments in creating socks from the leftover balls of yarn from other pairs made. Some wild colour combinations bursting forth, depending on how much yarn there is on each ball. Photos may be shown of the finished socks in future posts.
A recent letter about a safety recall on the car’s airbags stated they needed changing and an automotive association was instructed by the manufacturer to carry out the work and make an appointment with me. The road I live on is one-way and not a place for any kind of mechanical work and I don’t have a driveway. I bobbed into the local Co-Op grocery store and asked the manager there if I could use the bottom of their car park. He was more than happy to oblige and joked about me leaving a glowing review online for his store. The work was carried out effortlessly and I popped a homemade cake in to flow my gratitude. I also made him laugh when I mentioned that the words I’d written online for his store and team positively glowed. I didn’t say what he had done, just in case it got him into trouble, just waxed lyrical about what a happy and helpful team they were. He asked what else he could for me with a gleam of future cake in his eye.
Mum and I shared a spontaneous tea yesterday evening and fruit scones with clotted cream and raspberry jam were present. No, I didn’t make them. They were bought from the Co-Op. <3