Fabulous advice here for anyone who has moments, bouts, days of depression or anxiety nibbling at their feet, preventing them from taking steps in the positive direction.
Do even one of these tips for a while (I frequently deactivate from social media now for a day or two and it seriously does make you feel differently 🌸)
Stay strong folks xx
Mother is going home tomorrow.. tonight she was dressed and walked with the aid of a stick to the gardens where she smoked four cigarettes .. sat next to dad who smoked two.
This couple have been married for 51 years. They have their way of living together, existing, rubbing-along. She bit his head off as he buckled up her slippers. I don’t know how long either of their blood pressure will maintain normal status once she is back home.
But one thing I do know is that I have my own family to look after. Man of the Woods had not moaned once that my farming-wife duties have been neglected. Luckily we live 500 yards from his parents and his mother adores cooking and feeding everyone. She is a proper farmer’s wife!
Man of the Woods prefers company, even if it means grabbed ready-made meals.
Ever seen inside the collection tank of a John Deere combine?!
It’s a pretty impressive machine..
I’ll do half hour on my clients’ rugs then I will fall onto the bed I think … 🤣
Try and stay cool this week – stay out of the midday sun!
Just a quick update to prove I’ve not emigrated.
Still here and loving this spot under the cherry tree, hoping the kids’ very old treehouse doesn’t fall down on me, the laptop or the glass garden table, which I managed to move here earlier from a sun-drenched patio on which was too hot to sit (and the parasol has seen better days).
Love the feeling of grass between toes. The birds are tweeting and twittering (and I’m not and haven’t been since I deleted the app!).
Did pop back onto Insta and FB briefly yesterday (4 days wasn’t bad for starters?). Will watch an author Live chat tonight on my online FB group, then probably delete it again for the week.
That was my total word count yesterday morning ….
This is wordcount now. It’s 4pm. I’m not finished yet
Enjoy the rest of your weekend 💫
I bought some flowers, to me from me! I bought them from Bloom & Wild an amazing London-based online florist who specialise in sending fresh blooms in specially adapted boxes 👌🏼🌸
My regular readers will recognise Matsu sharing the special space here and honest to God, I cannot forget that book.
I hate feeling tearful and low… must just be tired I think. Wimbledon viewing will help … that rippling applause from another court, the thwacks of nylon string against ball, the occasional 737 overhead departing out of Heathrow, the grunts of the modern players, the green grass (stripey right now!) … all of this is part of my annual calendar.
It takes me back to school days; when I yearned to race home from school to watch the evening matches.
This sight makes me smile.
The flowers make me smile.
Sharing my world with you makes me smile.
Here’s to a smilier day tomorrow 💪🏼
With a little from my friend … who knew about grating butter into the dry ingredients rather than spending hours and hours ‘rubbing’ chunks through – Nigella is genius … and beautiful 🌹
I had treated myself to a cup of tea, milky, as you know but needed something with it. Don’t ask Michael, he’s on a health kick!
I checked the cupboards and guess what? I had everything (and bonus – the baking soda was still in date!).
Cream and egg? I’m sure my previous efforts at biscuits did not include cream, but wowee. You can feel the difference once you start moulding the dough. Dough? Would you call it dough?
Thick enough but not too thick.
These grew a bit, as in rose. So now I think I could have rolled them thinner… but I’m not really complaining 😃
Kettle on again…