I woke up naturally ... I hate alarms even more now ... you were amazed at my natural time clock on waking ... which I am now gradually reclaiming ... I really could not face another day ... rather have cuddled up with my special pillow ...I stretched like our Kitty used to ... although she was more elegant ... and summoned up the strength to face the day and what it may bring ....
For the first time before catching the bus I managed a bowl of cereals ... it was a tad of a struggle ... that meant saving time the other end ... I also decided to get the later bus which is so confusing when the same bus number arrives within three minutes of each other ... I try to avoid this... but I needed the extra time to rest and wake up slowly ...
Yet another funeral procession passed by as I climbed on board ...No grumps on the bus today. In fact although only moderately busy, there was a lot of chatter and gossip, just as you might find in any village pub. I miss the Kernow accent still ...most noticeably, especially you taking off Dad's accent to make me feel at home up here ...
Despite the chatter being noisy it was refreshing to feel part of the world, feeling the breeze blowing through the open window. As we were passing by my favourite part of this journey by the open fields... showing off Kent's beauty ... the poppies still out and were gently swaying in the most welcome wind today... The dark grey sky made the fields of yellow, of which yesterday I noticed look just a glowing sun lit sky... in the evening as the sun sets .... look even more vivid set against the grey sky ... today
On getting off the bus I nearly went the wrong way ... I didn't need to go that way today and eat first before my class as I already eaten ... The air was much fresher today, on the walk up.
After the usual signing in and Hellos it was on to study ....It seems I do about five exercises per session ... I was a naturally a bit slower being a bit worse for wear from crying yesterday ... As usual learnt just as much during the breaks ... These sorts of conversations .... you do not have in the environment we found ourselves in ...
On leaving my class to get the bus I pass the Craft Shop, which is now open, I have resisted the urge to enter ... I do not need to add to the clutter ... at the moment ... trying to focus on crafting... electronically to reduce what is physically around me.
To pass the time for getting the bus back ... I popped into the bakers and purchased some rolls for the first time since you passed ... I also bought a cake ... then went to the park and sat and enjoyed the fresh air and floral scents which I later crafted electronically onto my blogs in various forms ....My inspiration is unlocked and running away with me ... and good to document it all in the process ... you'd be so pleased ...
The bus journey home was uneventful ....passing the sunlight field again in a different light as is the joy of natures wonders .... eventually and happily getting back home and kicking my shoes off ...
... Relief ... ... ... I did it ... not just curled up in bed; not facing life out that door ... with the curtains closed ....
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