I crafted my monthly newsletter today and I apologise to those of you that read it, as I am sharing the same pictures here. My heart lifted as I visited the post office yesterday and I saw the egg tree outside our library. The village in bloom group has decorated the tops of our letterboxes, the trellis next to the cottage garden planters on our main road and some small trees and their thoughtfulness is much appreciated.
Thoughtfulness keeps us all going and brings uplift into our days. Thank goodness.
One of our lovely blogging buddies has passed to spirit and the thoughtfulness and loving energy that has flowed to her loved ones is humbling to see. Sue Vincent shone a bright, loving light in her life and loving thoughtfulness is reflecting back.
As the sun started to shine over Easter, neighbours started to potter in their gardens and we were allowed visitors outside. One of my neighbours decorated her garden in the spirit of The Secret Garden for a special family lunch. Her trees were filled with sparkly eggs, fabric bunting hung everywhere, there were rose trellis, old wheelbarrows and wooden planters filled with spring blooms. The loving energy her thoughtfulness created spilt over us all and smiles and kisses were blown across the gardens.
One of my Mum’s neighbours shared a dozen fresh farm eggs with her and she remembered that she used to make Lemon Curd with her Granny. A yummy pot came my way and as I sat eating some on toast yesterday evening I was filled with loving peace.
I think of all the small moments of thoughtfulness; our postmaster passing me a label and pen so I could sort a parcel out yesterday thereby saving me another journey, a friend who regularly messages with offers of food as she’s made too much, neighbours sharing garden waste bin space which we pay to have collected, a network of neighbours taking parcels in for each other, a stranger running to catch up with me in the supermarket because I’d missed a special offer and only picked up one item, a loved one saying ‘I understand’, sharing books, a friend bringing a wicker tray full of afternoon tea goodies.
Moments of thoughtfulness treasured.