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… Not Everything In The Garden Is Rosy …

Ever had a week where nothing seems to go right … is a little out of sync … a bit jarring … this has been my week.I don’t mean to sound negative but July is not my favourite month.  Especially not this July.  We haven’t had any rain for weeks and the garden is suffering.  If it wasn’t for my evening watering and deadheading sessions I am sure there wouldn’t be any colour at all.  I haven’t been able to get out in the garden during the day because of the heat – and it shows – it desperately needs some attention.On top of which we are giving the spare bedroom a makeover which has meant removing everything, not an easy task – so now the contents of the room are spread over the whole house – boxes of books, paperwork, all my art gubbins etc.  I am not a happy bunny – but needs must – and hopefully in another couple of weeks we will be all straight again – everything de-cluttered and ship-shape.But that isn’t the last of it – on Tuesday evening my computer crashed – everything disappeared …

… The Road Less Travelled …

I have just finished reading a very interesting novel about time travel.  I know this has been written about in fiction many times before but this book ‘Q : A Love Story’  by Evan Mandery has a different take on it – one that I found intriguing and gave me pause for thought.  I did miss out huge chunks of this book which I personally didn’t think were relevant to the story, but the remainder was very interesting and thought-provoking.“When our hero meets Q, one Monday morning at a cinema in New York City, he has met the love of his life.  Their romance quickly blossoms; in the row boats of Central Park, on the miniature golf courses of Lower Manhattan, under a pear tree in Q’s inner city Eden.  Nothing it seems, can disturb the lovers or prevent their approaching wedding.Until one day a man claiming to be our hero’s future self tells him he must leave Q.” The gist of the story is that there are several versions of his future self who come back and guide him through his life and advise…

… Into The Wild …

“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future.  The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure.  The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”  - John Krakauer, Into the Wild.The morning air was cool after a night of storms … perfect weather for our adventure. Our destination … the Watermead Country Park in unknown territory at the other end of the county.  An hours journey across the city and there it was … completely deserted. In the background there was the constant noise and hum of the traffic speeding by … but here we…

… A River Runs Through It …

We drove down the narrow lane with trepidation … what would we find when we reached our destination.  The sign, half hidden by roadside grass and nettles, pointed us in the direction of Sculthorpe Mill … we were hungry … looking for somewhere to eat … what harm would it do to go and have a look … I felt sure we would be disappointed and the only lunch would be a stale sandwich in a rundown pub that no one ever visited because they didn’t even know it was there.How wrong could I be.  At the end of the lane … there it was … in all its glory … an old water mill.  A beautiful 18th century napped flint building … We smiled at one another  knowing that our original thoughts had been a little misguided.  Most of the pub-turned-‘eatery’  places  that we had visited had been   modernised to within an inch of their lives – all very pleasant with scrubbed pine tables and floors, lots of artwork on the walls etc. but not a lot left of the original building.  But the mill was like stepping back in…