When we moved into this house nearly 18 years ago, it had an amazing doorbell with gorgeous real chimes. When the mechanism broke a few years in, I tried hard to fix it without luck but didnt want to part with the pipes so hung them from a tree in the garden. They are heavy, so only sound when the wind is strong, like last night. Rather than tinkling wind chimes they are more a clang to warn of strong wind, and to me evoke a ship's warning bell. Last night's gale came as a surprise as I'd not heard any forecasts recently and I'm always on heightened alert when it's very windy, because of the tall tree opposite my bedroom window. Maybe it's no wonder I then had dreams of storm surges?!
This morning all is calm again. I need to keep trusting that the right job will materialize at the right time ( I get quite down each time I search). That the dentist will sort my tooth (temporary filling lasted 4 days, I wasn't even eating off that side, it was when I was cleaning my teeth). And stay grateful for just how lucky I am that my Saturday evenings can involve singing and smiles, cake and canapes. Last night's gig was brilliant :-D
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