What is happening to our future?

 
It's wonderful to watch a baby sleep peaceful, with no care in the world, why would you wake such a beautiful sight.

 We watch on as they find their feet. We only wish them love and laughter in their life, to grow strong with very little to worry there little minds.

 

I struggle with what is happening in this weird and crazy world right now, what harm will come to all the children we bring into this one and only planet!, what are we doing out there!.

 

 It's scary to understand what will be left behind for my beautiful grandson.  Will he become a strong young man, a good man that will make us proud, have a beautiful family of his own and make them safe. We can only wish for the very best for his future in a more settled world then we have now.

 

We need more love and respect for each other.

 

Just a walk in the Park

 

I'd like to share with you what we came across a few weekends ago. A little bike show! cool when you are out & about doing nothing in particular, just walking through town on a Sunday.

BSA, Harley's the normally things you would find at a show with bikes, but this groovy dog got my attention, all set with goggles/scarf/water-proof vest, ready to hit the road, the owner was to shy too be in the picture, but he told me his mate has travelled with him everywhere and is the best companion on the road.

 We moved around the park, both thinking there is a lot of money in these toys (expensive garage ornaments, I call them), coz they don't look like the most practical machine you would ride every day! and we have one taking up space in our very own shed. So you can managing what the chatter was driving home. If we cashed up on the ornament back in our garage, we could go on a trip!!. Yep, it was the topic of the night alright, but has always, it came to an end. 

It's My Party

I'm all about a birthday party, me. The fairy bread, the cheerio's, the Fanta!...What's not to love?
Mind you, my first ever fashion faux pas took place at a birthday party, so it's a surprise that I don't run screaming from the room the moment someone puts a candle on a cake!.

The birthday girl on that occasion lived at the end of our street and I think she! was turning four. I don't remember her name!, but I remember my choice of outfit, as if it was yesterday..
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A pair of clinging bright green tights and a very tight green polo-neck jersey. No top layer - just tights and a top. It was a thing. I'm pretty sure it was a thing,  Mum tried to talk me out of it, but I knew the look I was going for and remained determined to proceed as planned.

There are few four -year olds who could pull this look off and sadly I was most definitely not one of them, I must have looked like a giant frog covered in pond scum!!.

I have no recollection of the party itself, just of the walk home before it had finished. This may not have actually happened, but I hope it didn't, because it turns out tights and polo necks were so not a thing, I don't know where I got that idea from.

And while I've never worn so little ever again, I'm still just as keen on a birthday party, even though  these days, one can only fit so many candles on a cake before the presence of hairspray becomes something the fire department needs to know about.

But what becomes even more important than fair bread is catching up with friends and family. I don't know why, but the more you need this to happen, less it does!.

At least I am not dressed in clinging bright green stuff. My lovely sister out of the blue, took the bull by the horns and invited a small but perfectly formed group for a Sunday lunch a wee while back to help me celebrate mine.

These things are the memories we cling to, during the boring bit of the year when Christmas isn't happening. Who cares how blah the age you're celebrating is? Break out the Fanta and defrost some sausage rolls people and enjoy that age thing about life.

More Yard Work

Update: I'm excited to report back, well, both of us actually, feeling little proud, look...glass(harden plastic!)house working sweet, with lavender planted against the wall check, chickens happy, who wouldn't be in that classic hen house with cute little windows! check, rhubarb(what a weird word to spell)growing well check, my handy work mosaic brick freshly planted with my two favourite herds chives & parsley in the corner of the garden check and the potatoes in, in tidy rows. Yep, quite satisfied, now grow my beauties, grow.

Life is 'Cool'

 

Meet this coolest dude, 'Connor', my sweetest little grandson, 

this guy can get away with just about anything. 

When the Weather Play's Along

It's fine, the 'weather', I mean, lets go play outside, Yay, about time too. Let's work in between those rain clouds coming over again, just enough time to get that last step finished...quickly, quickly.
Happy to call it a day now, well, at lease for this weekend. Lots more to do before this project  in the back yard is finished anyway, more stone pathways to put down, then its on too...god knows...it's a never ending story. 

For the Love... of Ageing

Having failed to be an early adapter, except, I'm happy to say, when it comes to ageing, that I've taken to it like a moth to a...oh...what's that, hot  flickering thing ? 

Anyway, there are two reason's for this.

Two reason's for what?

Oh, that's right, for being a good ager.

One, is that as it turns out, you don't necessary get wiser as you get older, you realise that no one scrutinises us as much as we scrutinises ourselves.

And Two, (being the second thing about being a good ager) failing eyesight.
It's definitely a bummer when you reach the point where you can no longer pluck your own eyebrows, because without your glasses, you can't see them, but with your glasses on, you can't get to them!.

I nearly blinded myself several times with the tweezers trying to rectify this awkward situation before figuring out that what I couldn't see needn't bother me anyway.

There's actually a lot to be said for checking yourself out in the mirror without being able to see the finer details, just be happy with a general impression.

If it's definitely me, in that mirror! and the colours are coordinated , you know what?, I'm all good to go. Some days if it's early in the morning, before my facial glands haven't waken up!, I can't even tell what I'm wearing, let alone notice a new wrinkle!, so shouting out the door feeling pleased as punch and apart from the time, I wore two different shoes and some kind stranger stopped me in the street to point that out, no-one has ever said a word.

We can cut down on the time spent worrying about dips and lumps and instead utilise those precious moments feeling fabulous.

Why not?, we could be hit by a bus tomorrow and then ageing would be irrelevant now wouldn't it!.

With that note, go have a super cool day folks