Thank you for your really, really nice comments about my embroidery. I appreciate your kind words a lot.
A day late, here is my usual weekly celebration of the small, everyday happy things that occurred over this week:
1. A wander into town this morning for nothing in particular; a newspaper, bread, flowers, plums from the greengrocer. Those purchases that are really small but very satisfying, for they contain the ingredients for a relaxed weekend.
2. Victoria plums. They will be tomorrow's crumble.
3. Cyclamens, inside and out. Everything in our garden appears to be dead, apart from the weeds. Our garden's been a bit of a disappointment this year, to be honest. I could never seem to sum up the necessary energy at the right time. Re-potting the pots by the front door always cheers me and makes me feel better about the mess in the back garden.
And I like a bit of cheer inside the house, too.
4. Small boys on scooters and big parks. We had a relaxed day on Wednesday at Roundhay Park, always a favourite. After a walk around the lake we sat outside the cafe and drank hot chocolate.
I thought this meadow area they'd planted was beautiful. Do you think if I just threw a load of seeds all over my garden something similar could be achieved?
Today we have done very little. Bella had a birthday party to attend. Angus and I baked a chocolate cake, his choice. John is cooking chilli for dinner later. I might have a beer soon.
We are gearing up for the return to school next Tuesday. Uniform and school shoes have been bought, labels need attaching. I feel quite mentally and physically tired, actually. The house is a complete tip, only the most essential of housework is being achieved as I can hardly move for the toys. Every. Single. Piece. of playmobil is out. I've just left it all there, occasionally making a path through it as necessary. I'm looking forward to some domestic busyness in an empty house next week, the opportunity to get some jobs done. I love the long summer holiday, but I love it when it comes to an end too.