Another pottering kind of day, with a couple of forays into the charity shops around here.
It was sunny and warm, the walking was easy, and I found some lovely things to take home. I also just missed out on some things I’d had my eye on and went back to pick up – once in each shop – the item was either just being paid for, or literally being taken off the shelf as I walked up. I tend to look at some things and go back later when I’m sure. If it’s gone, I assume I was never meant to have it. Having the thing picked up just as I’m about to reach for it seems a bit much, though (but what does it mean?? 😆 )
I didn’t get what I went there for, but I did get various things I didn’t go for.
We can’t have pets here, but I thought we could do with a guard dog.
I liked this, and brought it home to put up in my studio. It reminds me of what I’m here for 🙂
I have been listening to this the last few nights –
I think that we all have “something wild”, where the wonder comes from. Sometimes we just forget.
Speaking of wild…
Struggling in the middle of concrete and stone?
Maybe you can still grow!
❤
As for the “pear” in the title…
the Salvo’s over the road often has free bread, and sometimes fruit and veg.
Today, in the middle of the greens, was a small, bright, perfect pear.
Yum!
😀
1000 Fields of Roses 