....whatever that is, as some-one famously said. (Or am I thinking of Prince Charles and 'love'?)
Whichever - it is so good to be back in working order again and in contact with 'the world'.
It has been our monthy Writers' Group this morning - ten members, all friendly, interested in words and enjoying talking about them. What more could anyone wish for?
Today we were also joined by our President, Mike Amos, who told us so many amusing stories and who joined in so well with our activities. I always leave 'Writers' full of enthusiasm for putting pen to paper.
We published a book last year called 'Trains of Thought' - proceeds went to the Wensleydale Railway, which is run by volunteers. The book contained two pieces by each member of our group, all on the subject of travel. I must say that we did rather well with it, running to a reprint and raising a considerable sum for the railway.
Now we are thinking about our next project, which we hope will be another book - called something like 'Flights of Fancy' - again two pieces by each member and the proceeds of this one going to our local Air Ambulance, which runs on contributions from the public. I have written one possible piece and this morning I had another idea just as I awoke. Isn't it strange how ideas can pop into one's head in that moment between sleeping and waking? So when I have finished the blog today and read a few of yours, I shall begin my next piece - it will be called
'The Magic Apron' and when I have done the rought draft I shall post it for your comments.
Home early from Writers in order to meet the computer engineer - everything mended - then lunch and then my walk with Tess. It did strike me on the walk that the muddy puddles at the side of the lane show just as much about our wildlife as a fall of snow does. There were lots of rabbit prints and pheasant prints along the sides of the lane. There is no shortage of either around here at the moment.
Just opposite our gate, on the other side of the lane, is a large deep blue patch of forget-me-nots. The colour is amazing and it is such a joy to see them on this dull day with a bitterly cold East wind blowing. It is also a joy to hear the blackbirds singing away - the weather doesn't seem to bother them at all.
See you again tomorrow. So lovely to be back.