We limp in, or stumble in, or edge in sideways with a hand over one eye or maybe we skirt around the edge for a bit and then fall in. Any which way were still in. A start is a start and humble shaky unsure beginnings I say are perfectly good beginnings
What I do know is that I need a fair bit of quiet and time at home to keep me humming along nicely - - - but life doesn't always throw you that bone.
We have a way here in Australia of making molehills out of mountains. We fix things with a slap on the back and a "she’ll be right". And we fall apart later. Life can scatter us like the chicken feed I throw across my lawn of a morning. Life can have us all over the shop as we might say here, distant from ourselves, further away than our arms can reach.
Oh don't get me started on that one - you'll never shut me up.
I could wax long and loud and lyrical about what I think I haven't got and what I haven't done and what I don't have in terms of smarts and looks and get up and go and how I nearly always feel about 20 steps behind everyone else in the whole wide world.
But where would that get me in the end. What would that achieve except to bring us right back to where we are right now.
And friend I say that's as good a place as any to start.
Ducks in a row? Well yes they are. Literally. Two of them in fact. We've added a pair of fluffy tailed ducklings to our backyard brood because its spring and we couldn't help ourselves. They're growing fast, there are plans for a pond and a bigger enclosure and they make our backyard farm yard feel … Continue reading Ducks in a Row