Words

Heavy rain falls outside. It is school holidays and Phil and his mates are gathered inside playing electronic games, a contrast to last week when they spent every day boogie boarding at the beach.

Wet clothes and bed sheets hang from a clothes line in the garage, drying slowly. I feel virtuous for; not using the clothes dryer, digging a second compost heap and setting up a garbage processing corner in my kitchen. It is stocked with newspaper, plastic bags, bread bag clips and twist ties for recycling, and the compost container - the idea being that if it's all laid out neatly in front of us, we will all find it easier to use than before, when everything was in a different drawer or cupboard. The most interesting thing I have found on examining our rubbish more closely, is that there is so much plastic! Time to examine my shopping habits more closely too. Conscious shopping.

My enthusiasm to dig a Vegie patch has been put on the back-burner until the rain-sodden soil drys out a little. No complaints from me though cos a rainy day is perfect for studio time, journal playtime.

These words spoke to me...