I found this today on a shop window in Sidmouth. Perhaps this small stone belongs to the young man rather than to me, but I still wanted to share it because it touched me. I am impressed by his thinking, especially about the large supermarkets.
Month: January 2013
Weekly Photo Challenge: Love
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/01/25/weekly-photo-challenge-love/
Love is the topic this week, I hope it’s all around and that you love my love.
I love my ball, I’m very proud of it
I’ll just carry it over here!
No I don’t mind the mud because I love my ball
I don’t want to bring it back thanks
I love my ball so I think I’ll just bury it safely thank you
January Small Stone# Twenty Five
Two hundred years ago on Monday, one of my all time favourite novels was first published. Over the course of the day the whole novel will be read in Bath by a group of fans, experts and writers. They are hoping to find an internationally famous actress to read the first chapter – no doubt in period costume and the event, lasting twelve hours, will be broadcast on the internet! Isn’t that wonderful? I so wish I could be there.
If you didn’t already know, have you guessed yet?
It’s Miss Austen of course, Pride and Prejudice was published on January 28th 1813! I hope to catch some of the broadcast even though Emma is my real favourite. Lots of you probably think I’m crazy, but I can’t be the only one with bosom heaving at the thought of Mr D emerging from the lake? Can I? Come on ‘fess up.
January Small Stone# Twenty Four
A window of blue sky
Makes me smile
Walking home in daylight
Makes me smile
Walking with red sunset on my left
After days of white cloud
Makes me smile
Walking with gibbous moon on my right
After days of grey rain
Makes me smile
Walking home for a four day weekend
MAKES ME LAUGH MY SOCKS OFF!
Jake’s Sunday Post: Simplicity
Another challenge I have missed recently but this is one photo that I wanted an excuse to post, so here we are. You can join in at http://jakesprinters.wordpress.com/2013/01/20/sunday-post-simplicity/#comment-8747
Oh my this is Lucid Gypsy’s 500th post!
January Small Stone# Twenty Three
‘If there’s snowing hanging around
on the ground
mark my words
there’s more to come down’
So said my lovely old man at eight o’ clock this morning. ‘No’ said I, ‘The forecast says it’s getting milder.’
It’s what they’ve always said
you mark my words.’
‘Keep warm dear.’ I hope I see him in the morning, by then the last bits will have washed away from the city paths.
Wordless Wednesday
January Small Stone# Twenty Two
Do you know what? Despite the small stones, I’m really fed up with January. Fed up with walking to and fro to work in snow, sleet and sideways rain, only catching twenty minutes of daylight at lunchtime and getting cold all over again.
So, today my stone is looking forward to spring.
In February there will be Daphne, with its fragrance so strong that it reaches me way before I see it.
In March, I’d like to walk on Dartmoor on a clear day and listen to the hum of bees, awake and busy on the bright golden gorse.
March, what could be lovelier than a Dog’s Tooth Violet, the ballerina of the spring garden? I can hardly wait.
These have cheered me up, I hope you like them too!
January Small Stones# Twenty One
Accept the person, reject the behaviour, how many times have I told myself that? I think one of my lessons in this life is to learn how to deal with selfish people. People who don’t understand the concept of conversation, the taking of turns. You know how you bump into someone who you know, and you’re quite pleased to see them, so you ask how they are? You listen for ten minutes, realise you’re late for something and say goodbye. Then you realise that whoever it is hasn’t asked a single thing about you.
Or the ones who get in touch when they have troubles, knowing you’re a good listener. You go round, let them cry on your shoulder, until they feel better, but you’re totally drained. Then don’t hear from them for months.
Do we all have these people in our lives? Or is it just me? Perhaps it’s my role.
January Small Stone# Twenty
I’ve been ranting today. For the first time ever I wrote to the local newspaper. I’m not a write to the paper type and in fact it isn’t a letter. Since the newspaper became weekly instead of daily, it’s main focus has shifted to the website, where there is the opportunity to submit an article. I doubted that they would publish it. I don’tknow their criteria but lo and behold they did – complete with typos. In fact it’s visible twice because I thought it had disappeared and so I posted it a second time, with most mistakes corrected. One lingers though, the very first word!http://www.thisisexeter.co.uk/City-s-Shame/story-17911321-detail/story.html
Lucid Gypsy 