A morning treasure hunting and a date
Thursday morning was bathed in spring sunshine so I decided it was time I got behind the wheel again and ventured out by myself...driving! The last time I drove was the 12th Jan and I did wonder if I could actually make the 15 minute journey to the best local charity shop area (pure bliss, 3 good ones in 100 yards).
The lure of charity shops proved too strong and I set off. I had a wonderful time, though pickings weren't brilliant, but best of all my legs felt normal. I felt normal!
One of my two of my finds were the china flowers above (left) and this sweet tea pot.
I also visited a pet shop and bought more arsenal for the 'feeder wars'
I even bought meal worms (dead, I hasten to add!) which I had to steel myself to touch. So now the tree has 5, yes 5 feeders of varying types.
And have they been visited since? Just blooming once by a single blue tit. Once. Well, they could have gone on them during the rare time I wasn't gazing out of the window wasting time waiting. The family think I've gone over the top and goodness knows what the neighbours think as it is actually their tree, but it hangs over our access to the back of our house and I did ask. But I assured Anth that I would buy no more. My arsenal is complete..I just have to wait and wait so it seems - dead meal worms or not.
And the date? Anth and I went to the movies to see Everything's Fine. It was such a lovely film which had me trying to stifle my sobs into my vintage hankie, though Anth thought I was sneezing! Sneezing? Perhaps it was my shoulders shaking which confused him. It is a sentimental and gentle film and I highly recommend it. Actually, thinking about it none of the 6 other people who were at the screening (yes 6!) were crying.
Yes, my friends, it looks like I maybe getting back to normal at long last.
