R's rue

In the happiness that being a first time grandfather brought, I was doing a lot of singing and two new songs emerged as I swung from well-known traditional ditties into my own wordplay. And there was Phoebe in my arms, feeling the vibrations of my voice, listening to the songs with no idea  what they might mean as she nonetheless continued to learn rapidly about the multi-faceted world into which her mother had pushed her on January 15th. Making this blogpost has given me an opportunity to write these songs down for the very first time. Just the words. I have my own tunes for them but you are welcome to create your own... One day One day you will see the sea Bursting on the shore And what is more One day you might see a starfish Or perhaps a little crab And he might pinch your toes Who knows? Who knows? One day. One day. One day... One day you might see the stars Travel up to Mars If that's your dream And up there, up there You might float around Never touch...

 After our walk, I slept for three hours in the reading armchair in the kitchen with an unread and opened book on my knee…and was only woken by Dorothy who was tap dancing on the vinyl in an effort to control her bladder. Albert joined us for a walk and Animals sat around my laburnum in the graveyard in a circle while I tended to it and watered it.  Polish Monika with her little daughter stopped, they were chatting in Polish, Mary rushed over to hug the child, who tumbled backwards giggling.  The dogs ( with Albert) then piled into Bluebell and we popped up to the bus stop in the village to clear one of the untidy planters which had been left unkempt ( I had to keep the dogs with Albert in the car)  I planted up cheap bedding plants  and will fill in the gaps with white petunia tomorrow. I hear the village WI and the Papworth’s will be revamping the raised planters on the green on Saturday. It would be nice if more interested parties would plant up thei...

 Hot dogs And corn on the cob Ready to fire Up the grill For the Fouth Of July  from R's rue https://ift.tt/2TtJy0C

 Last night I prepared supper for two.  It was warm enough to sit out and the simple activity of cooking and chatting and drinking a nice rosé couldn’t be bettered.  Trendy Carol ( dressed in something floaty orange and very summery ) called round to collect Mary as we were eating. Some evenings she just goes for a sociable cuddle. I’m going to have a lazy day today. A beach walk, some reading, an old movie ( Build My Gallows High)  Nothing much from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3Air04c