Week 2 of August Break photo challenge, with Susannah Conway. It’s an informal challenge, and you can join us at any time during August.
Day 7: Glass
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
~ Elizabeth Kubler Ross
Day 8: My Eyes
This sign on the back of a van caught my eye(s) and made me laugh today!
Day 9: Postcards
As a teenager I had 8 pen friends: 2 in France, 2 in Germany, 1 in Spain, 1 in Norway, 1 in Oklahoma (USA) and 1 in Hong Kong.
One of my French pen friends regularly used to send me postcards as she visited other parts of France – and I still have them!
I think this might have started my love of foreign locations, and my desire to see them for myself. ✈️ 🚂 🚗
Day 10: Lavender
Lavender is my favourite plant – in my mind, I’m instantly transported back to summer days in Provence. I love the heady scent as you brush past, and the way it lingers on your fingers when you squeeze the flowers.
I fill my chest of drawers with dried lavender to keep the clothes smelling fresh (and to keep moths away!) We have a large lavender shrub in the front garden, and it’s soothing to watch the long flower stalks waving to us through the window in the breeze.
Sadly all of our flowers have gone over now, but I managed to find some later flowering plants in a neighbour’s garden.
Day 11: One Wish
“Be careful what you wish for”…
I remember an episode of X-Files, where a man was given three wishes by a wayward genie. His first wish was for “peace on Earth” – so the genie magicked away every other person on the planet, leaving the man completely alone. So his second wish was to return everything to how it was before the first wish.
I shall therefore refrain from making a wish because – even though I doubt my one wish would come true anyway – I am reluctant to attempt the accurate wording of a single wish that could not be rectified! 😉✨
Day 13: I Crave
Looking at this photograph, taken during my walk this afternoon, I’ve realised that I crave the common courtesy of yesteryear. When did it become acceptable for adults to cycle on the pavement? This is the second time in two days that I’ve nearly been knocked over.
At least this cyclist apologised as he went by. The one yesterday was rude and aggressive – and he accused me of being drunk (in a loud voice) simply because I was unsteady on my feet.
I need to let it go.
In future, I shall carry a stick everywhere I go – not to beat people with (although it might be tempting 😉), but rather to indicate to other pavement users that I might deviate from walking in a straight line.
It feels like a retrograde step, as I’ve been walking independently for the past several months – but it might give me more confidence in confined spaces.