Good day Bloggets. Yesterday was the first day of Spring and
it does feel like it. It’s rained here but that nice kind of rain, the kind you
think, this is good for our gardens and wildlife. The kind that is so very
gentle as if the angels are bathing us… In kisses and blessings. Yesterday
and today is so sunny. It’s still cold though but odd as the sun is hot. Kind
of like those spa’s you can go to where by you enter an icy cool pool then into
hot water. Well, if I can’t have that, I shall stand in my garden for two
minutes until the cold gets to my bones…
What season is best to get on a trampoline?
Spring time…
I, know, it’s bad, but thanks to Julie for making me chuckle
with that.
I’m going through an (I, don’t want to know) moment right
now, the words before from my Hub. Haha, he either ignores my conversation on
this subject or says. “I, don’t want to know””
A spiritual time. Something is in the air. My Mother in Law
came through yesterday for less than two seconds and last night my Mum for
three seconds. In my kitchen my Mother in law the smell of the most beautiful
roses. And, in my living room my Mum, the awful smell of cigarettes. Whenever
my Mum in law comes to me now, I get comfort but followed by oh, heck, no… When
she used to come through, through where not sure, it’s just an expression I use
like others do, as not knowing the correct lingo to use as none of us really truly
understands what the heck we feel, see, hear, smell or feel. I used to get
comfort as the feeling I got with her was one of it’s going to be OK. But then
she visited me for a week. And one day at the end of the week, wow, the smell
of roses was so very strong and I even turned the the fragrance and said hello
to her but as soon as I speak to whatever it is I feel, whatever it is, goes.
But that day my darling Black Beauty had to be put to sleep. My first guide
dog. A year almost to the day later, for two days she came back, my Mother in
law, and on the third day again, the smell was so strong and that day was the
day Hub had to get his dear Long Chops put to sleep. AKA Hannah and Suki. She
hasn’t really been back enough to make me think since. I have had a brief smell
of roses but it’s not been around long enough to get me wondering. But
yesterday afternoon, it was very strong. I turned to my Waggatail, and said a prayer
I only hope she is back to tell us everything is going to be OK. My Mum? She hardly comes to me. She did a
couple of weeks ago and I won’t tell you of my experience or you will send for
the men in white coats, but it was very comforting. I’m a real coward but when
my Mum and in law comes through, I am so calm.
Seriously, my dream is to sit near some water surrounded by
fields of strawberry plants and lemon trees in the South of France, just
sipping on a coffee writing to you. Instead I am in my Livingroom with the
sounds of the dishwasher in the background, police cars whizzing by and two dog
toys on my knee along with my lap top and my dog is playing with her noisiest
toy and she keeps bringing it to me resting it on my lap top I have to keep deleting
words as she has pressed the keys. One day when she does that, I should let her,
and publish what she writes. Hahaha.
Just briefly I get regular emails asking me how I manage to
write my blogs if I’m blind. Old Bloggets will know this but I use a software
called Jaws which is very expensive but for me is the best out there. I can
touch type too. Every key I press reads the letters out. I take no notice of
each letter until I have published what I want to say and then it is too late
it’s out there. I got corrected by a gent the other day as I wrote wrested
rather than rested. For my Bloggets who are using screen readers, that is
wrested with a W, and rested with an R… Thanks to Mr. M… Keep me right. Having
said that, I also thought, oh, boy, if he is about to correct all of my mistakes
on every one of my blogs, he may be there a while… Believe it or not I received
an A, in English and when I have to write papers or something that requires a
brain, I can do it, but I’m chatting right now to you so I’m relaxed… I do have
a lot of students of English around the world and sometimes I do have to think
twice, but they stick with me so either I am doing something right, or, they
are using my English as an example how not to write Haha.
See, how English can be difficult, those two words, right
and write? Spelled totally differently but pronounced the same. Right with an R
meaning to turn that direction or you are correct/you are right.
And to write
something with a W writing a letter.
OK, it’s Wednesday, so some wisdom at last? From others of
course. Smile.
“The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.”
Lau Tzu
“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there
is no path and leave a trail.””
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I asked on Facebook what subject to write about tomorrow,
so, let’s see what people say?
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