It's Still Life

Here’s this week’s ten things of thankful

I. One flush and the floor was swamped. Thankful we know a plumber willing to come out during his lunch break. Disintegrated seal replaced.

II. Thankful that I was able to harvest some wild garlic for pesto before the flower heads perished. The leaves go tough after that.

III. The view through the conservatory glass roof to the blue sky and the Apostle Trees, that are now in full leaf  

IV. The crow. He makes me laugh, and for that I am thankful. 

V. It’s so easy to become numb to the news, the world right now. So I bought a fern, planted it, and refused to turn my back on nurturing the living. 

VI. The last of the fiddlehead fronds are opening. I marvel at how nature unrolls itself at this time of year. 

VII. A sight I try never to miss at this time of year. The wild bluebells blooming in my favourite forest. I spent a long time just watching the sun filtering through the trees and brightening the various shades of blue. 

VIII. I can hardly believe that I’m saying this, but the irises are blooming. This is about 3-weeks earlier than usual. I’m thankful that I was home, and not on holiday, when they opened. The blossoms don’t last long.

IX. I moved the Senecio from a sunny spot, (which it’s hated for 20+ years,) to a shady spot, (which seems more to its liking). It’s thriving. Even transplanted from its old location, where the first hint of sunshine caused instant wilt, there seems no harm whatsoever. 

X. Thankful for a scenic road home.