Wasn’t going to write anything today, but a delightfully sunny winter morning got me fawning over Kangaeroo Corner and feeling absolutely thrilled to have this little garden, especially when it’s attracting the local birds to our Fountain of Strewth.
With a later than usual start to riding planned, I got to spend the early morning chatting with our dinosaur, devising more ideas to interfere with the garden’s process and gas-bagging with my sister. Our discussion was a deep one, and I appreciate her care and concern over so many decades.
Today, though, we focused on my difficulties in dealing with happiness and coping with a supportive, encouraging environment.
I’m now working and living environments where I am clearly understanding the efforts people are making to elevate me and draw out my best.
It’s a new and wonderful feeling, but one in which I am completely unaccustomed, at least in the workplace.
My method of addressing this has been to remind myself to be grateful, humble and reciprocal and not allow my thoughts to get dragged back into the past.
Our garden with the beautifully blooming flowers like grevillea and banksia is helping to make this a more achieveable goal. I’m a little bit mesmerized by their exquisite beauty, to be honest.