Yesterday was one of those days that start with such promise, then quickly devolve…
Due to illness, we haven’t used the car for a few weeks. Yesterday was meant to start with a lovely morning out, back in time for breakfast, then the rest of the day for other things. Unfortunately, our car protested… strange sounds rising from the depths, with no indication (at least to us!) of what they were or where they came from. It’s been looked at now, and hopefully will be OK, but yesterday’s schedule ground to a halt fairly quickly.
You know when you build yourself up for something good, then problems get in the way to derail the plans? It can be hard to get back into the “happy” headspace. We did eventually get a lift to sort out our needs ( a few things to restock in the house) – a kind neighbour who took time out of her day for us.
This was a sign at one of the shops – seemed apropos…
We finished our “morning” (it was past noon by then) by getting some coffee and a muffin, so at least I got my anticipated breakfast!
Some snapshots of my wait for coffee…
Hidden birdhouses and disintegrating lanterns…
…and the guardian of the door.
It turned out all right in the end.
Much like life, really…
1000 Fields of Roses 
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