Another reason to be less un-cheerful

• Frog is unfailingly kind and listens to all my blatherings.

Loose strife

Purple loosestrife beside the water in my neighbour's wild garden.
    (Sorry, Trish. I had to retrieve Dog - again. She loves your garden as much as I do. The ducks were safe on their island though, much to Dog's annoyance.)
    Why the lovely name? My book says it's because the plant's antibiotic and was used to stop itching and to repel flies, demons and troublesome spirits. Useful.

While in watery mode, here is a wonderful entry that I came across in one of the blogs I follow (http://www.asmallstone.com/):

Dysfunction bubbles up, rot at the bottom of the pond.

The trick I suppose is to allow the dysfunction to bubble, to let the strife loose.

Reasons to be less un-cheerful (and sorry about the last posting)

• We have our first hedgehog in the garden. Is it because I’ve abandoned the flower-beds to nature this year (through lack of time/energy/inclination)?

• The blackberries are ripening and I can feast on them as I walk Dog.

• Dog is much better behaved these days. Almost her only vice is jumping up at people.

• We’ve booked a holiday for next year (and blow bank balance, carbon footprint etc etc).

But I’m still stuck on The Novel.

And here are some pictures of Pembrokeshire.

Reasons to be un-cheerful OR Why I feel sad today

• I’m just back from a week’s holiday on the glorious Pembrokeshire coast where a fox sat unafraid for several minutes and watched my sister and me walk past and bats lived in the roof-space of the cottage we were renting and I just missed seeing a dolphin.
• The Novel has died on me.
• I’ve put on at least half a stone since this time last year and look awful in at least half my clothes.
• We’re still degrading the environment and I’m still contributing to that degradation simply by virtue of existing.
• My 83-year-old mother is not well and I live four hours’ drive away from her.
• The summer is coming to an end.
• I'm still me.
• This programme puts in bullet marks where they're not needed and now won't let me put in an extra line spaces.

Sorry! I'll be all right tomorrow.

A person of small brain

Apologies for my absence. I’ve been trying to work on The Novel and, as I’ve said before, I’m a person of small brain and can only do one thing at a time.

I hope to get back to you in a couple of weeks.