As I opened the lounge curtains, & looked East, this is what I saw. Just as the sun was rising. To me it looks rather like a painting... perhaps one of those old religious gloom & doom skies?? If I was to try to paint it, I would take out the ugly ever-present blasted telephone/power poles! Hideous! But of course the services they bring are so necessary. When we lived down in Sydney, we lived in a suburb with underground wiring- so much more attractive, not to have to see the poles, marring the scenery. Those black clouds rolled on by, & the clear patches took over. But then the black won, & we had more rain. Then more rain! Great gushing swatches of rain! Finally around 2pm, a veritable cloudburst!
A visiting friend got soaked in 3 seconds. After 5 minutes the rain had once more stopped, & the sky lightened, & it became steamy, as we ventured out for luxuries like potatoes, bread & dog food.
This is a photo of another of Mrs Nice Neighbour's lovely little gardens. She creates the most lovely enticing little scenes, & uses succulents which are very hardy & take little maintenance. I am always amazed to see her eye for balance & detail. I hope there are Fairies in this world. I am sure this is where they live, should they exist!!
See what I mean by Wait & See?? I never know where these posts are going to lead me.
Which does lead me to a question, or something I have been debating with myself.
I keep getting suggestions along the lines of writing a book. I must confess the idea does appeal. I always used to joke, when living in Hotels, & enduring "Life's Free Treats" or perhaps "Life's Frightening Tricks" , that one day I would 'write a book about all this'.
I have many stories of, shall we say, slightly saltier, spicier, characters, & events which I hesitate to include here, for the sake of 'public non-offense'. Should I decide to write a book, I would feel I could include some of these more 'bawdy', or 'indelicate', or even sad, or dispossessed, characters.
I will have to think about it all some more. Plus there is the fact, that I would not know, how to go about approaching someone- who?? - to get a MS even considered??
Any tips,? suggestions? Clues?
Or you could be brutally honest, & tell me why it could never work?!
Fleetwood Mac, Albatross, for Mary.