We had a lovely, cooler, but productive weekend, shopping done, sandals taken back to Go Outdoors and exchanged with no problems, a walk on the barrage, some gardening and a couple of leisurely evenings relaxing, who could ask for more.
Today is cooler than last week, refreshingly so, but the weather promises to be warmer again tomorrow, what a great climate we live in. As I write the wind is gently rustling through the leaves of the shrubs and trees, gentle content sighs they take in the sun having been replenished by the recent rain. It is at times like this I wish I could paint, looking out at the sky with pillows of grey and white, broken by intermittent lines of red roof tiles, and the different shades of green and copper and reds from the trees with all their different types of foliage, I suppose I will have to make do with painting by words, beside words do paint a wonderful picture.
My walk took me 3.5k today, as usual through the park, via the postbox posting a comic and some stickers to my GG, but instead of ending it by walking back along the edge of the park, decided to retrace my steps and walk back through the park, past the pond, no lone duck today, just a moorhen picking his way through the reeds, and the bull-rushes are becoming resplendent along the edge of the pond, again more gentle breeze rustling through the reeds and rushes. As I leave the pond, I look over Cardiff and where the sun is busy breaking though the pillowy clouds it is reflecting off the different architecture, a sparkling city beneath me. Yes I can safely say I feel at one with the world and what it has to offer today. A I type, I am joined by a tiny spider busily weaving his web between my laptop screen and the table, he just appeared throwing out his web in front of him, making waypoints and then shooting off in another direction. I dare not move the screen for fear of breaking his wonderful web.
Thank you for joining me once again, have a lovely day wherever in the world you are, I look forward to your joining me again, for now goodbye, Love Bubbles.
My walk took me 3.5k today, as usual through the park, via the postbox posting a comic and some stickers to my GG, but instead of ending it by walking back along the edge of the park, decided to retrace my steps and walk back through the park, past the pond, no lone duck today, just a moorhen picking his way through the reeds, and the bull-rushes are becoming resplendent along the edge of the pond, again more gentle breeze rustling through the reeds and rushes. As I leave the pond, I look over Cardiff and where the sun is busy breaking though the pillowy clouds it is reflecting off the different architecture, a sparkling city beneath me. Yes I can safely say I feel at one with the world and what it has to offer today. A I type, I am joined by a tiny spider busily weaving his web between my laptop screen and the table, he just appeared throwing out his web in front of him, making waypoints and then shooting off in another direction. I dare not move the screen for fear of breaking his wonderful web.
Thank you for joining me once again, have a lovely day wherever in the world you are, I look forward to your joining me again, for now goodbye, Love Bubbles.
Rustling Leaves (Sarah Pesta)
During the day I feel the soft wind
Blowing through the trees in its path
When the wind begins to blow through the trees
The leaves on the branches begin to rustle
The day is starting to fade to pastel colors
Colors in which are blending in with the sun
Night has arrived after the sunset has left
I can still hear the leaves rustle in my dreams