The leaves are dancing on the wind this morning as I pull up the zip on my coat. One minute the road is empty the wind orchestrating a kind of dance, like starlings in synchronisation. The next the wind cuts off the oxygen and the road is strewn with leaves. Blink and they are on their way again.
I’ve been dropped off as part of the taxi service for the boys soccer game this morning. The streets are empty like everyone in the town has taken the extra time to prepare themselves for stepping out the door and strength they will need to walk in a straight line. I’ll be amazed if the boy manages to kick the ball in this wind.
I’m so early there is no queue at the fish van and I don’t feel pressured to stop and choose for a change. I notice the van’s slight wobble in the wind and make a general comment about the day.
The supermarket is as quiet as I’d hoped but still there is no wait at the butchers counter nor the till for when I make my escape. I’m armed with a few extra veggies, some free range chicken thighs and oranges. I’m going to tackle that recipe of Grannies that’s been on my to do list for a while.
The walk home is in the general direction of the wind, and I’m sure a personal best of forty minutes is down to the fact I myself was carried like the leaves.
Coffee is served with homemade scones, gently warmed in the oven so you’d have no idea they were made the day before. A touch of raspberry jam and some spread, a luxury I take today. My normal preference to just take them as they come.
The boy returns home early, the other team didn’t show. The wind too much and it seems so was the communication. However he’s happy the team got to play against each other and days exercise has been had despite the weather.
I’m well and truly caught up in the world created by James Islington and cruising through a mighty 693 page monster of a book, The Shadow of What Was Lost. As destiny calls, a journey begins an epic fantasy page turner. The next instalment waiting for me in the book shop already
It’s Sunday morning as I finish up this post and enjoying a new find on Spotify. Some gentle atmospheric piano that is soothing to the soul.
The Wind has died and it’s a bright day. There is another soccer match on this afternoon, close by to the garden centre so the plan is to take a look, bring the idea of growth and renewal into the home.
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.
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