Yes, my bags are packed. I take my first flight for 2020 today. I’ve been home since just before Christmas except for driving a quick few days in the South West for work.
It’s been an expensive hiatus getting major home maintenance underway while doing minimal paid work. I had planned on a few days holiday, doing nothing but writing and photography, but being a fierce fire season, I thought best not to as I had planned on visiting tall timber country. I’ve rescheduled that for winter now.
Being home has paid off in other ways. Stationary, I’ve caught up on other jobs. The one-off maintenance tasks will be completed by the end of the month. I’ve got a new handyman who I can work with and that’s a huge relief.
This morning I walked around the back garden. I’ve heard the sprinklers working in the last week and was curious to see how plants are doing. There’s a sense of relief that the garden will heal from the negligence of my previous gardener. I plan to keep a closer eye on things from now on.Like hope, the pink crepe myrtle is bursting with blooms and buds. Previously, the flowers appeared mostly in cooler weather when it rained. While photographing it, I inhaled deeply with delight.
I inhaled the unmistakable perfume of jasmine! Adjacent to the crepe myrtle, my jasmine ‘tree’ has a few flowers nestled deep in green, yes, green, foliage! The water is getting through to them! If you’ve ever nuzzled your face into your baby’s neck and inhaled the sweetness of being, you’ll know what I mean when I say I did the same. I can’t wipe the smile off my face. Such simple pleasures to start my day!
I’m off today, flying north, for more complicated experiences!
Until next time
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Tuesday – Stationary