Drifting through life

On Saturday 27th, I went to the local market with my neighbour V and I bought a pretty pelargonium. I'd had one in this colour once before, but it died. On Sunday, 28th, I planted it this morning I went to the city to buy a few Christmas gifts and when I got home, I found this>>> someone ripped off and stole the flowering stem! with several other stems to choose from, they took the flowers 😢😢 This is the last straw. I am never going to plant another thing in that garden.

Welcome back to Sunday Selections. Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules. Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please. If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look. Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing. you might remember last week we were having lunch at the kiosk. After that, we headed to the gift shop near the entrance gates, we were on our way home. inside the gift shop was this very pretty, large terrarium fairy garden, labelled NOT FOR SALE there were bags of individual parts that could be bought to make your own garden and I bought a packet of these miniature toadstools they came in other colours, but they had ...

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it. This month the words are supplied by Margaret Adamson and friend and can be found here . This week's words are:  1. haircut 2. speculate 3. dangling 4. molluscs 5. crinoline 6. couches and/or: 1. basketball 2. thimble 3. knickers 4. juggling 5. freelance 6. parachute Here is my story: (with most of the words): Betty parked her car and walked around to the front of the thrift shop. Named Sally’s Sweet Seconds, it had only been open for a year, but business had been reasonably good. One didn’t normally see a thrift shop in the high end of town, but Betty supposed even the rich needed somewhere to pass on th...

That one time you get into nooks and crannies that don't rate so much as a passing thought 99.9% of the time. meanwhile, Lola sleeps on, comfortably curled in her basket on the small piece I kept from Angel's favourite quilt.

Welcome back to Sunday Selections. Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules. Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please. If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look. Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing. we're still in the Botanic Gardens this week, looking at those brilliant red somethings... I have no idea what they are, but the colour against the foliage was stunning in the sunlight the stamens inside each flower suggests a lily of some kind, but I'm happy enough not knowing. I'm allergic to most lilies. an espaliered tree against the Digger's Shop wall, V told us it was a quince the leaves ...

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it. This month the words are supplied by Margaret Adamson and friend and can be found here . This week's words are in fact two photographs, only one of which I have used. Here is my story: As the cool dark of night began giving way to the radiance of dawn, Helen rose from her small single bed and padded into her bathroom. She no longer paused at the window to watch the gold chasing away the black. The walk to town was long and she disliked being late. Hurrying through her morning wash, Helen put on the clean clothes laid out the night before, then returned to the bedroom where she smoothed the bedding and laid her folded nightgow...

Yesterday, blog buddy joeh , wrote about the storage war in his kitchen, where his beloved wife Mrs Cranky (that's what he calls her) had her dishes stacked in the cupboard like a Jenga puzzle. I decided to show you all how I store my stuff in my teeny, tiny kitchen. this is my crockery cupboard where everything has its place. See that white rectangular thing between the plates and bowls? And the same on the top shelf between large bowls and smaller ones. it's a shelf stacker, lightweight metal, bought from Ikea two days after I moved in here, when I got sick of having to pull down or lift up the small plates to get a larger one. here's a closer look, large plates on the cabinet shelf, smaller plates on the stacker, bowls are off to the side and lesser used things are up on the top shelf. under the cabinet is the microwave, with the coloured plastic plates I use for cat food next to the microwave, on the edge of the hotplates is the old chippe...