Never Forget Turning forty tomorrow Evenings feel longer Memories knocking stronger People forgotten Turning in my mind Arriving like paper flowers Turning my frown upside down Inviting new wishes On tomorrows page I write Never forget where you came from… ©AnitaDawes2022
I went looking for some peace and tranquillity this morning… something about this image was perfect!
I do love watercolour painting… One of these days I must find where I put all my paints and brushes!
My face and jaw are still hurting, so I took myself out of the office for a while and went out into the garden, hoping to relieve some of the pain. It was one of those wonderful early summer mornings, perfectly quiet for once. (we live in a very noisy neighbourhood)
I wanted to check out my favourite rhododendron. I had seen some huge buds last week, so expected to see bursts of purple, and I wasn’t disappointed. I stood and gazed at the display, the warm sunshine creating a summer meadow atmosphere down at the bottom of my increasingly wild paradise.
On my slow walk back to the house, other patches of purple caught my eye. First, a wild Granny Bonnet, I can never remember the name, growing through a crack in the crazy paving. The last one in the collage, grows all over what passes as a lawn and is called a Bugle, I think.
Back in the office, I feel more relaxed and the pain is less, so I can put my writing cap back on and get cracking.
See you later… Jaye
Last month, Colleen asked Sally Cronin to select a syllabic form for us to learn more about. Her choice was the butterfly cinquain.
Anita’s first butterfly cinquain!
Sweet Water On knees of broken glass I crawl towards the sea My home, my family lie beneath the waves The pain of having legs drives me on I reach the sweet water, my life Letting myself sink into darkness The pain gone, my tail restored I find my kingdom as I left it Father, cross at my foolishness Will the memory of pain Stop me returning to the land? He will try to call me back I will feel a different kind of pain The loss of his love I am water, he is land We cannot be... ©AnitaDawes2022
Yesterday was my best day so far this year.
The sun was out in full force, and a gentle breeze diluted the unexpected heat. The perfect time to catch up on all those jobs that have been waiting for me…
And best of all, working with my bonsai and the new seedlings really did me good. Somehow, I stopped worrying about everything, my mind freewheeled and I relaxed, probably for the first time in ages.
Consequently, I feel decidedly odd in the office today. I keep looking out of the window, knowing where I would rather be. But, there are jobs that need me indoors and there will be family cooking later on today.
I hope you all enjoy your weekend, and I’ll see you on Monday!