Sorry the tulip was so in your face.
It was having a sulk as it has to move when the builders come to do the extension.
We are having a few days travelling this week; Fox is being looked after by our friendly next-door neighbour. She is actually very fond of him, which is just as well. Apparently he swans in and out of her house as and when he feels like it. She has solved the problem of what has been eating her garden plants. The deer were being blamed, but No – guess who?
Yes, Fox the ginger cat.
When St Francis of Assissi sent his friars out to preach, he told them: “You will spread the good news wherever you go. Sometimes you will use words.” When God teaches us, it is usually without words, touching us by the encounters, pleasures, and pains of everyday living.
(Sacred Space 2006)
St Francis has moved. He now has flowers of his own, though his view is more or less the same.
There was a tremendous thunderstorm last night lasting for around four hours. Thunderclaps, loud rumbles, sheet and fork lightening. A spectacular display. Misty was exhausted being on guard for the whole time. She rumbled and growled all through the evening. I tried to tell her it was about atmospherics but she was having none of it.
Thankfully, all is quiet this morning.
There is a new series of programmes on BBC1 about Happiness. The BBC webpage has a quiz to measure your own satisfaction with life (or otherwise.) It does not work too well, but this link gives the same questions with an actual happiness quotient rating.
I am not telling you how I did. I rather think it depends on whether one is in a good mood or a bad mood.
