Wednesday 18 July 2018

One thing and another

My headmistress had no suggestions to offer me for my future 
apart from occupational therapy.
I looked it up in the dusty Careers Room and saw that it meant basket making.
This may be why it has taken me 47 years 
to get around to making a basket.

I went on a one day course at Charleston Farmhouse
and came out with a willow  basket that now has pride of place
on the table, but I don't think I'll be making another one.

A visit to Eastbourne, 
the first place in the country to have an average age of over 70,
has persuaded me to buck up my ideas about the rest of my future.

Meanwhile gardens continue to delight.

My day lilies

and Sissinghurst's - 

only a tower and a flagpole missing from mine.

Seeking shade I lingered between high yew hedges

and sheltered in the gazebo,
away from those pesky strolling tourists.

I leave you with this three year old's depiction
of a sad fox howling at the moon.

Time to get the crayons out again I think.

Sunday 8 July 2018