Me Myself and I

Well that was a windy night! A large tree was blown over on the ancient drovers' track that borders our garden. On its descent it managed to sideswipe an ash tree, removing several large branches, So now the track is completely blocked. As it is a public footpath owned by our local council and is heavily used by kids on their way to school and many dog walkers, I thought it might have been cleared quite quickly......hehehe, I'm such a joker. Four days later and not a sight of a council high-vis to be seen.   Husband chops has been to America, he managed to put on 4lb in less than a week, that's some impressive eating, but at least he hasn't caught plane-lurg for once. I miss him madly, the house is so tidy without him.   Keith and I have been in gardening mode, Keith chases leaves, I prune like a maniac. I was listening to the Buzzards calling high above me, Majestic birds, but bloody HUGE close up. I'm following  tips in a handy little book about shade gardening ...

Etc. Studied Keats at A level. I found him to be a strange combination of bitter and too flowery. Thomas Hardy, who I also studied, has turned out to be a lifelong companion. I adore the descriptions of rural life not so very long ago. His characters remain real and human to me, as does the bleakness that life sometimes offers. If we had a son I would have named him Gabriel Oak, not sure husband chops would have agreed..... Anyhoo, life plods along, thoughts and moods come and go. Feelings are over-examined and then dismissed. I try not to link everything to mental illness, but as it's my biggest fear in life, it's hard not to.  Darling granddaughter changes every time we see her, I had completely forgotten that babies practice this alchemy. From a baby-shaped bundle, a little personality is emerging. She has her dads eye/forehead area and her mums' lungs!  Our own "baby" has turned 28! Not sure how that happened, Last time I looked she was a fierce little lion ...

Yep, she's finally here! Today we met our first granddaughter, a vision of gorgeousness who has captured our saggy old hearts and made them beat with a new vigour. She is obviously the most perfect baby ever born, and her doting parents look like they were just made to have her in their lives. The NHS has been as splendid as always, kind staff doing a difficult job, for which we are so grateful.     For one day, sod Brexit, sod Trump and bollocks to all the hate in the world. My little family is safe and happy. This is my day of pure contented pride and love.