And so June arrived in a sudden blast of deliciously warm air and bright, sparkling sunshine which has lit up the dark corners of my garden and my mind, chasing away both damp and the start of a creeping depression that I was rather expecting after finishing the 5 x 50 challenge. Some might call it a self-fulfilling prophecy, this resigned expectation that my mood would dip once my challenge had ended; but I prefer to consider it a form of realism, a way of preparing myself and planning ways to deal with what has become an inevitable part of my life. I cannot stop these episodes from happening, but I can change how I view them, how I deal with them, and how I let them mould me.
I have been working away most mornings as usual – work has been a little slow as it often is at this time of the year, so I have been spoilt with a couple of extra days off (the downside being, as I am self-employed, if I don’t work I don’t get paid and, at the moment, I cannot really plan my workload more than a week in advance) and I have done my best to completely indulge myself in things I find blissful, so there has been a great deal of sitting in the sunshine with crochet and coffee, or a book or magazine. There might also have been a bit of catching up with the latest goings-on in Ambridge – damn you, Rob Titchener!
Sometimes it has just been lovely to just sit and quietly observe life in our tiny garden – the many different birds and insects that visit, the bees’ interest in our ‘cottage garden’ fenceline choked with dandelions and aquilegia and perennial sweet-peas and honeysuckle, and our newly created herb area which has been deliberately planted up with plants such as lemon balm and borage so loved by bees.
It’s not all been about sitting on my ample backside, mind you….
We have also been exploring (for ‘exploring’ you can usually – but not always – read ‘geocaching’) both on foot and on our bikes. A bit of a side-effect of having done at least 5k every day without a break for fifty days is that, when you stop, a day off makes you feel as if your body is starting to seize up so I’ve been doing my best to get out and keep moving. It has been so lovely to have the weather to go out and explore our local area at weekends and during these lovely, warm (and thankfully midgie-free) evenings. The central belt gets a fairly bad reputation for being industrial and bleak and full of housing estates, but you just need to know where to look. When you travel by car, it’s quite natural that you’re going to see the built up areas, but if you get out on foot or by bike you’ll find a myriad of wonderful, peaceful places to explore where you’ll feel miles away from the motorways and the schemes and the industrial estates. I’m planning a post on this in due course.
It’s an added bonus having the boys not gawping at a screen for a few hours, too.
I’m going to close this here. I am hot, and I am frazzled (it’s 11pm in Scotland and currently 16 degrees and as close as hell, we’re not used to this!) and I’m not finding my words very well at the moment – it’s taken me three days to do this much. I must apologise that I never seem to have anything particularly interesting to say, but I am working on it. I know that the best way to do better writing is to keep writing, so that’s what I’m doing. Thank you for reading it, you have no idea how much I appreciate it.
Until next time xx