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Their goal, my post

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How do you plan your goals?

I began writing today’s DP  about one thing, but my thoughts took me elsewhere. So I’ve deleted that and will tell you about someone else’s goals….

A  while back, I was invited by a young couple to visit them in their new home.

Her face was a picture. Eyes sparkling and a wide smile. The excitement hardly contained. He stood next to her strong and steady. Solid. A kind face.

As they welcomed me (in true hsp fashion), I could sense all was well within those walls.Even those walls which were down or about to be.

They walked me through what was pretty much a building site. It felt good. He told me about his plans for each area, inside and out. He’s a visionary, a true grafter, and brilliant craftsman.

Bravery is maybe what I saw when I read her beautiful face. I dont know. The eyes still shone, and the smile was real, but did I sense a little fear? I felt for her, a home at last, and here was her partner talking about their next project. His goals for the near future.

I hope they get to spend a little time in that house anyway before they move on. For her sake. It would be sad if she felt nesting was so near and yet so far away….but maybe she doesn’t feel that at all?

What does the cat have to do with it? Nothing, but so cute

It’s the little things

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Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.

‘ A random act of kindness’ That doesn’t sit well with me. ‘ A’ just the one? Okay then, yesterday an elderly lady at an ATM dropped her walking stick. I picked it for her. She smiled and said thank you..

Fact is random acts of kindness aren’t things you talk or write about, are they? You just do them, naturally, without thinking too much about it. An impulse, an innate want to make the world a better place for someone, if only for a minute. Don’t you think?

Oh no!

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Was today typical?

I was about to write that it was a bit early to assess if today was typical as it has only just gone 7am.

However, WP has thrown me a curve ball and now I see the text is white on a black background. So no, today is not typical.

How hard can it be to reverse it? Simples eh? Err not so much.

I will revisit this post when I have it sorted…and have had a shower, taken Patch out for his morning constitutional, given him his breakfast, fed the birds, had my breakfast….

Edit…but when I come to view the content all seems well with the world and everything is back to normal.

Edit..Edit…All sorted!

Perhaps I won’t revisit to add content to this page ..As the day hasn’t been typical so far..and that’s what DP asked.

Oh, and it’s raining. That’s not typical of late. But hey that OK, I’m a Pluviophile 😆

Have a good day all x

Edit, edit, edit…. perhaps I’ll just bin the post altogether and start again in a while..

Snookered

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So, here I am sitting on the sofa. All the windows and doors are open and July ’25 is nearing the end.

‘ Why is she telling us this?’ I hear you.

Fact is Patch has decided to take his morning nap early and is asleep on my arm. Obviously I am now unable to move. I can’t possibly get up and do the chores and disturb Himself. I can’t reach my coffee, going cold in the mug on my side table.But I do have a lifeline, my tablet.

I’ve completed the Daily Prompt, looked through Reader. Checked out posts by my favourites ( sorry, I know, we shouldn’t have favourites..but here we are). I’ve exercised some grey matter. Depressed myself reading through the Sky News app. Picked dog hairs off my top. Exercised my ankles. Wondered what I shall eat next and become concerned it may start raining and the washing I put out to dry a couple of hours ago is going to get wet. Oh yes, and i’ve relived our lovely walk this morning which revealed Autumn waiting in the wings. The blackberry bush was showing signs of a healthy crop to -be and the apples on the trees were looking good too..and that had me thinking about custard.

No, I will not open the door to Autumn just yet, but I know it’s there, waiting quietly for its turn. There is still some summer left to enjoy and hopefully on that note the breeze will blow away the clouds and there will be warmth enough in the sun to dry my clothes. Rock n roll. How exciting is my life, eh?

The postman disturbed said dog, so whilst he goes ballistic at the front door, I’m free to get up and get on with my day…Maybe a cup of fresh coffee is in order?

The Whisper and the Roar

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What bothers you and why?

‘ Bother’ in the English language can be used in several ways. Today, I’ll use it as a verb. A lightweight word. Being bothered by a mosquito or someone talking loudly on their device in a store or out in the street. Just a whisper of a nuisance.

But now I’m going to change the tempo somewhat, going from 0 to 60 in 4 seconds and write about outrage.

What outrages me and why? How long have you got?  There are many things. If you’ve read any of my posts in the past, you may have learnt how most of the world’s leaders outrage me.

It’s Inequality that makes my blood boil. Makes me roar.

In August 2005 Huricanne Katrina hit New Orleans with winds up to 150 miles an hour. The carnage was immense.

At the time, George W. Bush, the President of the Untied States, was into a twenty-nine day holiday on his ranch in Texas. On his way back to Washington on Air Force One, he directed the pilot to fly over the devastation. So he could see. He had chosen not to visit.

The public perception of Bush and the  administration was highly critical, and his political career never really recovered. He was seen as insensitive and neglectful of minorities and the less fortunate. A moral delay. Leadership without empathy.

Approximately 1392 died, half of those aged over 74. Over a million displaced.

Most of those who died were from low income areas. 67% being African Americans.

The flooded streets revealed submerged architecture of poor quality. 40% of the victims had drowned.

There is a lot more to be said about Huricanne Katrina and why inequality made the suffering so much worse, much more prolonged..

But this is simply a blog post about one major incident when inequality was the name of the game.. Inexcusable.

Adventure v Security

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With time on my hands, I thought I’d have a sneaky look at the prompt for tomorrow.

They are asking about adventure v security.

I love reading  what you guys have to say. We’re all so different. Good job, really .. How tiresome it would be if we all felt and experienced the same life?

Off the block, I’m thinking I’ve had enough adventure to last me a lifetime, and this very moment in time, security is sacred.

I may leave it at that. Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

I so welcome you guys dropping in and allowing us to have a chat, leaving your thoughts and comments.

Reflection

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I just bumped into a neighbour who knew I’d been on hols for a few days. ‘ I bet it feels like you never went away, now’. She said.

I knew where she was coming from.. but it couldn’t have been further than the truth.

Those days, I felt deeply. The times I shared with such a lovely friend were the absolute best. The most glorious ( and most expensive risotto I’ve ever had in my life – which I was treated to) are not moments to dismiss when your other life kicks back in. In fact, we had three days of ladies who lunch, there was no way she’d let me pay. How amazing is that? To find an authentic soul who wishes to give you the best experience ever. I thank you, Milton.

We had a blast. In the UK, we would say we were ‘spoilt rotten’. But that may not translate well overseas. Take it from me it is a positive.

We are home now, and  the heatwave here is more intense than down on the southwest coast. But hey, I’ll  keep washing those dogs’ blankets and get  the duvet aired daily as long as I can. In a few months’ time, I am sure I will complain that it’s getting a bit chilly. But hey, that’s what islanders do.