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Saturday Morning Meandering Thoughts

This morning I headed off to our local farmers market and bought myself a cappuccino and a pain au chocolate to stay warm. I carried them over nearby to the grounds of our local U3A Community Village Garden.
I decided to sit here which is my usual lunch spot every Tuesday when I have my French and Ukulele classes. I watched people, their children and dogs wheel their trolleys to buy their organic produce.
I sat down and pondered what I could do today as I drank my coffee. With hubby at his golf club, it meant that I had the entire day to myself. Of course, I could play golf too but as I don’t have a membership to play on Saturdays and I’m a fair weather golfer, there was no way I was going to hit a little white ball in this freezing weather.
I continued to chew and contemplate the question.
Oh what shall I do? Reading Pride and Prejudice? Doing the washing? French verb exercises? Knitting? Oh CRAP! Spotted magpies.
They’re eyeing off my food. Best I scoff this pastry down fast.
Wandering around the garden, I contemplated for a split second about joining the garden club…until I realised that my parents have a great garden and I get all that I need from there. I don’t need to fill my time with yet another activity. I have more interest in building myself a wooden table like that in this picture as I need a potting table in our back yard. Mmm. I could join the Men’s Shed (Women go on Tuesdays) to learn how to do carpentry. 🤔
After eating my breakfast I wandered through the community garden to get back to my car. I thought that about how they planted flowers under all the trees however it prevents anyone from sitting under them. What if I wanted to lie back on a picnic blanket one day to strum my ukulele on a hot summer’s day? I wouldn’t be able to.
On second thoughts, I don’t like flowers planted under trees. On third thoughts, since when would I play the ukulele in public?!

There was lots of lots of colour in the garden which brightens up a winters day.
The garden is open with no barriers or enclosures anywhere. I remember thinking that if I was starving, or if the world was taken over by the zombie apocalypse, I could come here in the dead of night and pick the greens and onions and make myself a salad. I’d steal a chicken or their eggs from the nearby Montessori school garden where I just heard a rooster crow. If there’s a rooster around, there’s bound to be chickens.

Keep healthy while the world goes to shit.


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