After throwing my back out and being rather useless all of last week (and under orders from my new and lovely physio, who we don’t want to upset) I took it easy on Saturday. Pulled out my paints, and floundered for a while making a great mess. But it was relaxing.
It’s lame, I know. I really do enjoy having all the colours spread out before me and dabbling in them though. I should remember this more often, and do it more often too!
So because I was taking it easy, and being good and resting, We spent a portion of Sunday moving furniture. There‘s a couple of reasons for this. The first is settling in to the apartment. Just making things fit in a way that has them useful to us on a daily basis, and the other is because we have visitors coming in July and I’m starting to wonder how 4 adults and 3 kids and 3 cats will fit … Well I was. Now I’m good!
So as a reward, when Himself suggested we go to the local café for coffee and orange juice, I changed his plan slightly, and we picked up our (always at the ready) picnic basket, and headed off to the park.
We spent time chatting with local dog walkers and playing with their excited poodle puppies. We had to save our drinks from another friendly puppy, but they were all polite enough to stay off the blanket. I was impressed! (But there were no beagles.)
We eventually felt a little squeezed out of our space by a BBQ-ing mass of humanity which moved in in dribs and drabs. But the wine was gone, and it was getting cold, so it was probably time to move on anyway.
Passing this climbing rose on the way home was like walking through a miasma of scent. It cemented the grin which was plastered to my face. Yes, I stopped and smelled the roses. We both did.
Before leaving you today I felt I should to share this picture with you that Himself took of Madeline the other day during the height of the Spring Snow.
This picture makes me so very happy! And I’m going to tell you a little something now, that’s just between us …
… Damn this stuff gets in EVERYWHERE!!!