Love the details you speak about your daily life in such vibrancy and with so much easy. I can follow your thoughts aimlessly and with such joy. Thank you!
Yet again you hit the proverbial nail on the head. I am a great believer in weeds and just back indoors having talked to mine. The sun has just gone in but that makes the garden more enticing with lots of dark places to wonder at. Think I'll go back out and enjoy my tea with a noisy magpie and cooing wood pigeon.
Yes! And now we know more about how right we were to think that way. This year we rarely mowed, and when we did, it was around clover, wild daisies, and even dandelions. We did if for the bees—which we need—and we liked it! If you squint, it looks a bit like planned patches of flowers. Which, I guess, it is!
Awww... Thank you for being you and letting us see a glimpse of whimsy, "real" reality, and (of course) all the jaunty chaos. I'm taking it all in as encouragement to relax the part of me that wants everything to make sense, and let my playful nature-spirit child take over. What sweet wildness!
How marvellous to wake up to your comment, Deb; I couldn't be more pleased to hear that this has encouarged you to let your nature-spirit child run free. My back garden is perhaps even more wild this year (I'm recovering from surgery so it is completely unsupervised!) and it still fills me with childlike joy :)
Ah yes—the perennial meanderings! I used to think them a nuisance, and though consequences still appear, they are also the light that gives my journey a lighter step.
What a lovely read Lizzie. I have Satya to thank for finding this. Shin-high grass reminded me that when my parents moved house when I was 4-not-yet-quite-5 the grass in the back garden was uncut and to me a wonderland. It may only have been calf deep but it seemed waist high. I remember my father hired a Fly-mo and cut it much to my dismay but being 4-not-yet-quite-5 I didn’t say anything.
Hello Michela, I'm glad you found me - not least because it has made me aware of your beautiful words and images, too. What a gorgeous memory of 'waist-high' grass; much like when it snowed back in the day, and the drifts were bum-high! Thank you for sharing :)
I’m blown away by how beautifully you word the everyday. It’s so so detailed and visible. All the invisibles come to life so vividly- it’s like nothing is unimportant. Everything lives. Your writing is just… everything!
And this 👇🏾 line of yours is the truth.
“We should let wild things be wild. Become wilder ourselves, meet them untamed.”
Pid'or, thank you so much for this thoughtful comment. I'm so pleased this resonated with you. And I am so glad you have joined Substack! I can't wait to start reading your beautiful words on here ❤️
Love the details you speak about your daily life in such vibrancy and with so much easy. I can follow your thoughts aimlessly and with such joy. Thank you!
Ah, Mohika, that's made my day to know that you joined me in some aimlessly joyful wandering! Thank you 🙏
Yet again you hit the proverbial nail on the head. I am a great believer in weeds and just back indoors having talked to mine. The sun has just gone in but that makes the garden more enticing with lots of dark places to wonder at. Think I'll go back out and enjoy my tea with a noisy magpie and cooing wood pigeon.
Martyn, I love how you put that - dark places to wonder at! And, your weeds are fortunate to have found a safe home 😉 Enjoy your cuppa!
Yes! And now we know more about how right we were to think that way. This year we rarely mowed, and when we did, it was around clover, wild daisies, and even dandelions. We did if for the bees—which we need—and we liked it! If you squint, it looks a bit like planned patches of flowers. Which, I guess, it is!
Awww... Thank you for being you and letting us see a glimpse of whimsy, "real" reality, and (of course) all the jaunty chaos. I'm taking it all in as encouragement to relax the part of me that wants everything to make sense, and let my playful nature-spirit child take over. What sweet wildness!
How marvellous to wake up to your comment, Deb; I couldn't be more pleased to hear that this has encouarged you to let your nature-spirit child run free. My back garden is perhaps even more wild this year (I'm recovering from surgery so it is completely unsupervised!) and it still fills me with childlike joy :)
'More thoughts, gone for a walk without me.' I love this line! A proper goal to strive for, I think, to just let your mind wander.
I couldn't agree more! A wandering mind can return with magical finds... Thank you for commenting, Evelyn 🙏
Ah yes—the perennial meanderings! I used to think them a nuisance, and though consequences still appear, they are also the light that gives my journey a lighter step.
What a lovely read Lizzie. I have Satya to thank for finding this. Shin-high grass reminded me that when my parents moved house when I was 4-not-yet-quite-5 the grass in the back garden was uncut and to me a wonderland. It may only have been calf deep but it seemed waist high. I remember my father hired a Fly-mo and cut it much to my dismay but being 4-not-yet-quite-5 I didn’t say anything.
Hello Michela, I'm glad you found me - not least because it has made me aware of your beautiful words and images, too. What a gorgeous memory of 'waist-high' grass; much like when it snowed back in the day, and the drifts were bum-high! Thank you for sharing :)
Thanks for your kind words Lizzie. The summers were better too, and six weeks seemed for ever!
I also have Satya to thank for this. xox
I’m blown away by how beautifully you word the everyday. It’s so so detailed and visible. All the invisibles come to life so vividly- it’s like nothing is unimportant. Everything lives. Your writing is just… everything!
And this 👇🏾 line of yours is the truth.
“We should let wild things be wild. Become wilder ourselves, meet them untamed.”
Pid'or, thank you so much for this thoughtful comment. I'm so pleased this resonated with you. And I am so glad you have joined Substack! I can't wait to start reading your beautiful words on here ❤️
Wow! So much of me resonates with this, thank you for putting life into words.
I am SO pleased to know this, Paula. Thank you for reading and commenting!
Beautiful
Thank you, Kaspa 🙏
Gorgeous writing. <3
Thank you, Satya 🙏