I have been humbled and a bit overwhelmed by the offers of support that my last blog post generated. You are all very nice people, thank you. You made me smile and cry in equal measure and it was quite lovely to feel the warmth of your friendship.
My article, You are Nothing wasn’t a cry for help. Ten years ago I would have been in proper trouble if the same set of circumstances had come about, but we would have survived. This time around my daughter Veronica transferred me through some emergency cash and life went on. The residual fear was still lingering though and so that is why I wrote the article, as I had been thinking about how easy it is to suddenly be in crisis. How something so simple like an admin error can cause a spiral downwards. How vulnerable to outside forces those of us who live close to the bone really are.
Now, my dearest internets, if I needed money I would ask you. I wouldn’t write about a financial crisis or reminisce about living on the dole and hope that you responded generously to my vague hints because that isn’t my style.
Now admire this poppy, isn’t it glorious? The poppies this year are wonderful and these old fashioned “grandma’s petticoats” are flowering like mad. The Spouse is grumbling because they are in all the wrong spots, as if there is ever a right spot for a a flower but where it is happily growing. Every time I catch sight of these through my kitchen window I stop and smile. Summer is finally here, the heady fragrance of Jasmine floats on the air delighting my soul and the bees have finally arrived. Yay.
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The poppy is indeed gorgeous, but unlike you I am less than happy that summer is here. I am a sad and soggy mess and longing for Autumn.
I can hear the song “Summer Breeze”
SEALS & CROFTS
Summer Breeze Lyrics
See the curtains hangin’ in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light a-shinin’ through the window
Lets me know everything’s all right
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin’ through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin’ though the jasmine in my mind
See the paper layin’ on the sidewalk
A little music from the house next door
So I walk on up to the doorstep
Through the screen and across the floor
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin’ through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin’ through the jasmine in my mind
Sweet days of summer, the jasmine’s in bloom
July is dressed up and playing her tune
And I come home from a hard day’s work
And you’re waitin’ there
Not a care in the world
See the smile awaitin’ in the kitchen
Through cookin’ and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Reading about your poppies and your happy thoughts popped this song into my head.
Your writing always gives me food for thought
The poppies are indeed gorgeous, I might have to see if seeds are available anywhere here on the mainland.
I’m not at all envious of the Jasmine scent though, ours didn’t last as long as usual and I’m so glad to be able to breathe freely without antihistamines.
Wow. Just amazes me how people are the same everywhere.. Diffrent country, same small minded, hardhearted folks…. Shameful.
On the flowers, beautiful.. Not even winter Solstice yet, and I’m already longing for my Spring flowers… Merry Christmas my friend.