Day 461: Meh?

A sweet, sweet pond, silky on the skin, calm and soothing, with a smell like old shoes and compost and organic goodness. Yellow flowers lining the edge. Green all around. Smiling women. When I got there, there was a hoard of almost teens (maybe they were teens - it's hard to tell) brought there with a parent or two. It's a completely different atmosphere when kids are there. It's not the peaceful calm of some mornings, but it's very nice. They were all divey, this lot. Always impressive.

There were mid-range ducklings, still small, still mildly fluffed on the edges, but definitely no longer heron-fodder and very cute. No heron, shag or kingfisher in sight, but lovely Sheila came. We chatted in the water. I was very grateful to hear her stories and touched to hear she and her daughter had enjoyed yoga practice over the summer. There's a reason to do things that doesn't have to have anything to do with me. Thank you for the yoga mat too. Nice and thick. I'd forgotten. I did a padded almost-headstand. A bit leg-wavy, but improvements every day.

Fabulous meeting with the Everybody's It/Village Hall crew who are doing Secret Garden Party in a week or two. I shall be a lollipop lady, among other thing. I'm excited about the prospect and about the people. There will be a lot of pleasing ridiculousness. I must make a list. I'm very, very grateful indeed that this is my job.

Thank you, too, for a fabulous opportunity. Yesterday, I was offered a FREE PLACE on a mask workshop in Germany, an international one. It sound SO good. Three languages, playing for a week, even travel is funded... I want it want it want it. It clashes with the visit of a beloved friend. I think that rules it out. I can still be grateful, though. I'm seeing if they'll let me go for all but 2 days of it.

I haven't been my best self, or anywhere near as productive as I wanted to be today and I'm sorry for that. Not one of those 'live life to the full' kind of days, though it started well. It was something of a failure.

Speaking of which, here's a man with a very nice face and a soothing demeanour talking about the Failure Bow (stubbed toe rather than whizzing arrow).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=cXuD2zHVeB0
I don't need to word it up too much. He does that for himself. Enjoy, and see you tomorrow for a richer, helpier day.