Good afternoon Bloggets. Here I am in my back garden. The
sounds of the dreadful traffic blasting behind me constantly rumbling but as I
have my earphones on, I can hear my robotic voice on my lap top, well, not like
Steven Hawkins’s voice, but it’s not a natural one. Though my voice has a name.
He is called Daniel. This is the voice that came with him, my software. The
other one is Emily, it’s amusing, who named them and why? The software is
called Jaws. It’s extortionately expensive. Double what the lap top costs.
Emily sounds like Michael Jackson, only gone very wrong.
In the distance, I hear the monkeys in the zoo. They are on
forever playtime. No grass cutters today. Unusual for around here. As for fragrances?
Well, I have cleaned the dog run for the day, so there is the disinfectant I
use of that, it’s lavender, but at the end of the day, it’s still a dog run,
know what I mean? I have lavender shrubs
all around my garden, in the borders and in pots. I love so much I love the
smell of lavender. I have some sweet roses behind me climbing up an arch made
from metal and under the arch there are lots of flowers growing including sun
flowers I hope, I know I bought them and they were planted. Are they growing?
Just writing this, reminded me I should look. Behind me in front of the arch,
there is a swing for Hub, it’s a basket in a frame, there is a cushion for it,
but we never put it on as we don’t get many days when it will be suitable for the
cushion to go on. To the left of that, there is a glass round table with a
beautiful selection of some kind of flowers, oh they are in a bowl and they
look ever so pretty. Also behind me is a tall statue it’s a white lady with a
dish of fruit. There is a fire burner thing, where you burn logs and some more
plant pots. I hear you say, your garden must be huge behind you? Haha. No,
tiny, just all cosy. In front of me there is a open patio, again small, about twenty
steps forward. Either side is borders of flowers and shrubs and attached to the
fence, I have an owl. Decorative of course, and a butterfly as well as a cross
that I was given at Easter and on the ground are little birds and some more ornamental
stone statues like a squirrel with a dress and hat, pushing a wheelbarrow.
Smile, and what is wrong with that? Have you never seen a squirrel with clothes
on and garden equipment? I have a stunning angel too and a cherub. We have two
tall blue vases one has a palm from it and the other has lily’s. There is a
wall in my garden with a china blue and white basket on it. And there are a few
wind chimes and blue fairy lights. So, that is my garden, and then there are
the utility things like bins, but let’s skip that lot, yes? Smile.
Oh my word, guess what I am feeling? Raindrops. Oh yes, I’m
in England. Why can’t it be a lovely day? Not going in yet, Hey, I’m British,
what is a little rain?
Anyway going back to what I can smell, apart from the
flowers and shrubs, cut grass and what I have used in the dog run, the best
smell of all. The local chocolate factory. Oh my giddy Aunt, it’s delicious.
How can it be so? I just want to work there, I would not talk all day, just
inhale the stunning fragrance. It makes me want to write another chocolate
poem, I haven’t written one for ages.
So I can’t see anything in fact my right eye today is killing
in a new way. It’s stinging. Normally as you will know from older blogs, my
eyes feel like they have been kicked and are getting pulled out by forks, well
today just stinging. Like salt is being rubbed in to sores.
My poor friend has his Mums funeral today. I sent him a
message to wish him the best and tell him I’m thinking of him. He asked us to
go, but with Hub off to Leeds today, I don’t want to do it on my own. I have
had enough independence today for a week. But I do feel for him, bless him.
Mind you, I wish I had my parents till I was his age? Though I’m sure it doesn’t make any
difference, pain is pain.
Oh, did I tell you I have apples on my tree? The guy who
came to do our garden some weeks ago planted it, from the back to the front and
he wasn’t sure if it would survive, well it has and tiny apples are on it. I
tell you, it’s a miracle tree.
Some words to hold close to your heart. Life is not a problem
to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.
One of the greatest diseases, is to be nobody
to anybody
Our prime purpose in this life, is to help others and if you can’t
help them, then at least, don’t hurt them
OK, on that note, I must dash. I have put off the house work
for long enough. But thanks to Soren Kierkegaard Mother Teresa and Dalai Lama
For wise words today.
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