My third year school report stated that I was ‘mature beyond (my) years’. I took that as a compliment although I think my poor teacher was signalling to my mother that I should maybe get out of the house and get kissed.
I am beginning to feel comfortable in my own skin. I’ve let the grey grow out and I like it. It feels honest. I’d like to think that I am only just inside the door of middle-age but, just now, it feels like my sweet spot.
Back to Gardeners’ world. On this week’s show a sweet woman called Emma was featured. Emma takes magical photographs of insects in her garden. You can visit her blog here.
My first response was ‘I want a bee hotel’ with added Verrucca Salt emphasis, ‘and I want it NOW’. Husband got up fairly sharpish and put on his carpenter hat (he has a whole lot of hats). Teenage Son scavenged bamboo supports from all over the garden and cut them up. The Small Girl, Middle Girl and I scoured all over for pine cones, twigs and bits of bark.
I’d like to add that these photographs were no small feat. I had a Canon AE1 SLR back in the manual olden manual days but we can’t afford to replace it with the digital equivalent. I have a five-year-old Canon powershot point-and-shoot. I found it very difficult to hold focus on the close up shots.
This made me happy.