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6 months ago the leaves
Held onto the trees
Fluttered in the breeze
Warm and gentle
Only slightly crisped
By cold winds and frosts
Halfway round the sun
The light slowly faded
Cold winds decended
Now the grey gloom remains
The sun visited us today
For half an hour
But still…….
Halfway round the sun
Spring is coming….
11 letter word,
Bureaucracy (/bjʊəˈrɒkrəsi/; bure-OK-rə-see) is a system of organization where laws or regulatory authority are implemented by civil servants, non-elected officials. Historically, a bureaucracy was a government administration managed by departments staffed with non-elected officials.
What that doesn’t say is that it can be a nightmare! I sent in a letter to the government in January which was confirmed as the letter was tracked. I didn’t hear anything back so I rang them today only to find out I should have registered my query over the phone when I sent in the letter. There was nothing about that on the form. I asked why and the man at the other end said he didn’t know why, but that it is a problem! Thank goodness I rang up and registered today, only THREE WEEKS LATE. Argh!
Do you need a break? From what?
Take a break…. Lunch? No
What then?
Less stress, more rest….
But things keep going on
Coming at me
Bashing my mind
Thumping. My. Body
Some of it my own fault
But lost without my soulmate.
Tired and alone
Just want to stop the world
And get off
Leave the trolls behind
Hibernate, hide from. Life.
Not giving up
Just relaxing.
Yesterday’s dawn was very orange red on the horizon. This photo has bad camera shake but I tried to capture the colours by putting my camera on night mode and stopping when it got between 20 and 30 seconds. It would have just been very overexposed if I’d continued.
My guttering around the house has been dripping on me. When I finally looked up I could see grass protruding from the gutter above the front door. Every time I went out in the rain I got wet.
Luckily the neighbours recommend a workman who would clean it out. He came today to do the work, it literally took 10 minutes, including putting the ladder up to the roof, but it’s worth having it done. He bought down a bucket full of moss, leaves and grass. Hopefully it is now sorted out. He asked me how long it’s been since I’ve had the guttering cleared and I had to admit it must be over twenty years. That means the cost was a few pence for every year I have lived here!
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life?
I was going along, minding my own business, when things started to go wrong. You know that you want to carry on the same way as you have done for decades, but it’s impossible.
Life is a process of getting older, bits don’t exactly drop off, but they stop working properly. Illness and health can have a massive impact. Sometimes you can feel better, other times you feel worse and that causes problems and pressure to deal with.
Youth is a wonderful thing but it’s over so soon and we don’t appreciate it until its gone. The trouble is, if you enjoy your youth you might not last to see old age!
A painting I did in the 1980s when we still had our beautiful mainly white cat. She would sit and watch the goldfish in the tank, sometimes raising a paw as if to try and catch them, but the tank had a lid and a pump so they were perfectly safe.
I painted this on a board that used to have a mirror attached to it but that was long gone. I used oil paint I think, it gets absorbed into the wood rather than sitting on the surface like acrylics. It’s about 2 ft long and is hung in the living room above the archway that divides the room in half. I often look up at it and smile at the memories it brings.
Four leaf clover,
just green and neat.
Splattered with dew or rain
Contrasted against black
How to describe it more?
Thin stem from its centre
Leaves splayed out lobes.
Striped with thin veins
Each curved gently
Upper surface dips downward
Four fan shaped
Instead of the usual three
Lucky?
Memory of the one I found….
Can’t wait for Spring
Tomorrow is February
The sun might heat the air
The sun will set later
Rise earlier,
I might go out and breathe
See a daffodil burst
Like a white and yellow firework
Bud bursting in slow motion
I look forward to seeing it.
To Wales, and the lake district, and Scarborough, and Devon and Dorset. All the places I’ve been on holiday in my life. I want to ESCAPE! Get to beautiful places, see the coast, the mountains, get out of the city.
I can’t get away to the sea and sky. My mind won’t let me, my arms won’t let me, my legs won’t let me. I get worried, I think of things that might happen. I need to have company. Isn’t that strange? When I had my hubby we went everywhere together. Now he’s gone there is no one to reassure me. To make it safe. I’m fed up. Anxious, frustrated, lost, fearful.
Sorry to go on.
Mallaband-Brown