A handful of hops
foraged from the hedgerow as
I headed on home.
* hops collected on school run today. Now drying ready to be mixed with lavender and added to handstitched sleep pillows made of cotton. They smell divine.
*experimenting with haiku
I’m redirected and put on hold. Again. I’m listening to ….oh I really don’t know what. It’s up beat music, without being too annoying. Yet.
I rest the phone on my shoulder, with my ear keeping it in place, and pick up a pencil and start to doodle.
Some time later, I’ve moved up 3 places in the queue and I’m totally reassured about how much they value my call. I look down at my new doodle of a seagull diving down on an unaware girl dressed as an Edwardian. I set the phone on the table and put it on speaker phone.
Sigh. Continue reading
When I travelled as a child, I always had a clutch of books. While others couldn’t read in the car, I would have my nose in a book with no ill effect. I would read for most of the journey. Once finished, I’d gaze out of the window enjoying the moving scene.
I am the youngest of four, it eventually reached the stage where my older siblings found other pursuits more interesting than holidaying with the family or they were away at school. Suited me as, I tended to have the back seat of the car all to myself. No one to argue with. Room to spread out.
Later, I travelled by train and plane for work. I looked forward to these journeys as I knew I’d have plenty of time to read. I went through shelves full of sci-fi and discovered the best train station book stores to buy my favourites from.
In contrast, my children prefer to have travel entertainment which is more interactive and collaborative. They like I-spy type of games that they can all play together. I make spotting lists for journeys, or they will make up stories together. Sometimes there are arguments but mainly they are happy. A good job as all three of them sit along the back seat together. Continue reading