I made a pocket out of a window envelope. It’s not finished, and far from perfect, obviously. Please excuse my amateur efforts. I am completely new to this!
It’s open at the top and has a ‘secret’ pocket at the side, which I’ve photographed very badly. It needs something else on the front, but I’m not yet sure what…
The finished pocket, if that is actually the correct journalling name for it, will fit into one of the pages in my envelope journal. Who knew envelopes could have so many uses?
More seriously, I have found it helpful to do something creative as my caring responsibilities have become more demanding. I can do this for an hour at a time or as little as five minutes at a time. I hope other people will find it helpful.
Something went well in the garden! Here are some of my wonderful tulips. Before they go…
to the week ahead.
It can be just what you want it to be. Let’s make it a positive one!
Definitely a feel of spring about the place today. And about time too!
Snowdrops abound; a suspicion of daffodil buds. Two or three pale crocuses have opened today, lonely and straggly in their oversized planters. (Where are the others?)
I’ve planted out some more red tulips, which were a most welcome gift. A lot to look forward to there …
Tiny shifts, tiny events everywhere, from the unidentified and intriguing (dark red shoots emerging in unmarked pots) to surprise discoveries (shy, white blooms of forgotten winter-flowering honeysuckle). And last year’s biggest rescue mission: white narcissus bulbs, found in a terrible, neglected state and given an emergency home in a huge plastic box. Too close together, too many in the box, but still alive and raring to go, by the looks of it. Let’s wait and see.
Return of the primrose.
What are they?
Discovered this morning.
Hardy geranium returning.
Grape hyacinth bud.
Sunshine and showers.
More rain than sun, if I’m honest.
But just look at this poppy and tell me you can’t smile!
In a little-read post (and I can’t blame anyone for that, as it was mainly a note to myself), I outlined Four Garden Plans. One of them was to plant some red tulips, for a burst of colour in the spring of 2017.
I bought two small packs of tulip bulbs, one red, one very dark purplish-black, and, in my usual haphazard way, planted them around the garden. Now I just have to wait, and try to identify step 2!
(The featured image is of a beautiful single tulip I found growing by the roadside. It appeared on my Instagram feed sometime last year.)
Now, at last, it feels like autumn. Not that I wanted the summer to end. Who needs rainy mornings, or that sudden recognition of chill at the door?
To redress the balance, here’s a beautiful orange poppy I bought in Bury St Edmunds market a few weeks ago. It’s still flowering – just. A cheery smile as I left the house for work today!
Early morning. Grey. Misty. On my way to work. Remembered this from a few weeks ago and it made me smile.
Even if it feels like this right now…
there’s something better out there.
We all have to start somewhere.
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
I hadn’t planned to post this morning, but…
My camera has been my constant companion (outside working hours) for some time now. When an error message appeared on the screen this morning, advising me to clean the lens contacts, I complied. I tried fiddling about and taking a few shots. At first, similar messages, awkward delays, and then… nothing. I can still see through it but can’t focus. Can’t take a picture.
This is what I am missing…
Enough moaning. What am I going to do about it?
- There’s a great camera shop down the road; they will be able to advise, if not repair.
- I can use the time to concentrate on writing.
- I can spend more time in the garden.
- I can take a lesson from that little spider in my previous post (‘A Little Inspiration’)!
A small spider lives behind the glass of my right wing mirror. Quite often, as I drive to work, I notice that the web, which it must have woven so painstakingly overnight, has been torn to shreds by the rush of air as I motor inexorably onwards (hoping that the working day won’t take a similar toll on me). But it always reappears.
I haven’t used the car much at all over the last couple of weeks, though. Holidays. A quick trip to the local shops now and again. Rich pickings for the spider, you would think. The air alive with innumerable insects, floating heedlessly past the gleaming metal giant on my driveway.
Inevitably, the spider has risen to the challenge. This beautiful creation appeared overnight.
Far be it from me to write about the need to be persistent, resilient and just keep trying again. I’m not very good at that myself. I just wanted to celebrate the beauty of that web, to note that nothing is achieved without hard work, and that it is possible to find inspiration everywhere.