Scribbles for the weekend #7
I’ve been pleasure delaying for weeks, could almost say months. In direct view of the kitchen, down at the bottom of the garden is one of our apple trees. It’s only produced about six apples this year so I’ve had my eye on one particular one and then to my horror yesterday morning just before breakfast I saw it there lying on the grass. I didn’t have time to go get it there and then and made a mental note to go get it and then completely forgot! The trip over to Glasgow and meet my son after his first two weeks away was more important.
As I walked down the garden, I wondered if I’d beaten the wood lice. They take really well to the other tree’s windfalls and I’ve lost out to them a couple of times. Thankfully as I turned the apple over I found only a mild skirmish and internally shouted yes to the skies. It’s the little things!
This morning the apple sustains me, a post run fuel boost and a pre late breakfast as I take my other son to his Sunday game of soccer. I so enjoyed it, more in a Cookie Monster way than in a mindful way. I tell myself I have five others to do that with, which I’ve plucked from the tree so as to not lose out.
My son was so pleased to see us that it brought so much to the weekend. I’d made a beef cheek stew and batched it up for him, along with some brownie (man I can’t believe how much butter and sugar goes into a brownie).
Took him to the supermarket and set him up again for the weeks ahead where he asked me about cooking fish and potatoes. I’m no expert, and it’s one of those moments where your adult-child has lowered his guard for help that you just want to treasure the moment. Without getting too technical we looked at what was on offer from the counter, salmon, haddock and mackerel. We went for a piece of mackerel. Later when we got home a picture came through. Pure gold for the day.
On the writing front I wrote a little about September as a month which has more morphed into Mid September……I’d been playing around with it for weeks and with last weeks coffee share as the inspiration I’ve managed to pull something together that I’m happy with.
The week has flown by in general, I try and capture my creative side, an use my will power to do some exercise first thing otherwise my day will be filled with back to back teams calls and no energy to do anything after that. By Friday my head is fried so the late autumn sun is a tonic for the soul not to mention the apple that I got to take a big bite from.
I hope you all had a good week and finding those moments to take good bites from and thank you for the coffeeshare.
The #WeekendCoffeeShare is an informal weekly link-up hosted by Natalie the Explorer that serves as weekly heart beat and sort of of a mind-dump. Helps me reflect on my week, with a list of achievements, thoughts and rambles normally whilst drinking a beverage probably listening to music.
Glad to hear you had a great visit with your son. I can tell he missed your cooking and baking. An apple a day keeps the doctor away. The best exercise is the one that you do. You’re smart to do it first thing. Thank you for linking up with #weekendcoffeeshare.
Thanks Natalie, I read somewhere you only have so much will power a day….and by the end it’s spent…I definitely can’t run at the end of the day, thanks for stopping by and hosting.
Nice photo of the apple. It is nice to be able to pick them in your own backyard.
Dreamed of having an apple tree and wished we’d moved to house with a couple already established. On the plus side, it’s where I wanted it planted and to see it change every year is great to see. Thanks for popping by
Hi EC – given all I went through with our plum tree, I was really cheering for your small victory with your apple version of the same story. It really is the small things sometimes.
In our case, the netting made all the difference but that would have done nada against wood lice of course.
I’m in mild celebration mode over how y story; Too Alone for Too Long, has been received. I wasn’t sure how it would be, but everyone has been both kind and supportive of how important the story is.
so, I’m folding up Sept. as both my face-to-face with covid and the month that my story about covid took me over the top of readership for the year as compared to all previous years.
I think I’m getting the hang of this blogging and story-telling thing.
Blessings.
Thanks for popping by and cheering me on, celebrating my small victory with the apple! And congrats on your blog readership….just got to keep shipping! That’s great news. I suspect if I’d used netting, I’d have caught a fox, or even worse the neighbours cat!