Tag: joy

Mini meadow

The owners of a house near me has planted their verge with meadow flowers. It looks so stunning. It looks like a mini meadow. I’ve driven past it many times, but today was the first time I walked past it.

It was smothered in bees. You could hear them buzzing in the sunshine.

They are going over, but it’s so effective. And really different. It makes me smile every time I go past. Isn’t it amazibg how something so simple can bring so much joy. I wish more people would embrace this look. I think I’m going to try it too.

Runneth over

Well my cup runneth over this weekend. My Riding Club family have given me such a boost. So did Buddy.

It’s been a fab weekend. I’m still beaming from yesterday’s clinic. Being able to get back out jumping definitely filled me with joy.

Last night, I had a lovely dinner with Nicola Wilson, Simon Grieve and most of the Carleton Committee. It was great to catch up with them. So many laughs over great food. Very much needed.

Today, I was driver and support crew, heading to Wakefield Stud for Nicola’s second clinic of the weekend.

There are times when organising clinics like this seem a very daunting and thankless task. Seeing the smiling faces over this weekend, makes it worth it. Very proud to have played a tiny part in it all.

I know that this week is going to be tough as I head back down South for my Mum’s funeral. This weekend brought tears to my eyes, a smile to my face and more memories for the archives.

Bin humour

I saw this bin at the hospital today. Made me laugh. So many jokes to make. And so many questions! Who decides what waste is offensive? When did that even become the term?

Do we live in a world where everything and anything can be deemed offensive? Or is that’s just how it seems. We seem to have lost a lot of the joy and things are all very serious.

I’m saddened by so many things I see today. There are many sides to every story I know. Right now, there seems to be a lot of very loud voices drowning out the voices of reason. Common sense is dying. Or maybe I’m just getting older and fed up of all the bullshit.

Whatever the reason, this bin isn’t big enough for all the crap right now…