Filling the Jars - A Good Enough Reason to Celebrate
When my Mum first came and visited our new house she wandered round the garden and came back clutching a small posy of flowers. It was just big enough to go in a water jug that I leave in the guest room. She told me that she’d often do that when she was little. Growing up in the countryside her memories are full of Summers spent outside, long sticky days and activities that involved lots of picking of posy’s.
As anyone who has moved house (all of you, I’m sure) will tell you, after a few weeks of settling in the adrenaline wears off, you really don’t want to have to sort through another box of papers and suddenly an overwhelming desire to go to bed in the middle of the day falls, like a rock, on your head.
Robert the Husband has found me standing in the centre of a room on many occasions just staring in to the middle distance.
“What are you doing?” says he
“Just trying to figure out what to do next” say I
This conversation is now a regular occurrence. Especially in the morning when I sneak off to another room in the hope of not being found for THE WHOLE DAY and simply sleeping it away.
When I was at drama school I occasionally found the whole experience a little hard. When you are competing with people you have been friends with for three years it can have strange effects. In my case my skin ERUPTED. We know that skin is the largest organ our body has and often it can be the first port of call for any symptoms of stress.
I went along to a branch of the fabulous Fresh & Wild store in London and had a chat with an awesome chap who mixed me up a tea that virtually eradicated this horrid form of what was fast becoming adult acne.
He also took one look at me and told me that I would benefit from walking barefoot in the grass occasionally and finding a swing in a playground and simply swinging on it.
At that time in my life his words fell like a stone right into my soul and resonated with me so loudly that I could hear the ringing in my ears.
I think that it was at that point that I KNEW I needed to be finding worth, value and peace in the world around me. In the simple things that the planet has created without any help from me.
If you’re reading this and find it trite, unrealistic or in any way out of touch with what REALLY goes on in the world then I’m sorry, but you just need to go to another website.
I will defend what the planet creates for us until the day I die.
I will do my best to promote it, preserve it and protect it.
I will continue to marvel at the utter perfection of the Foxglove and plant more for next year as the bees LOVE ‘EM!!!!!!!
The preservation of the honey bee is far more important than any acidic opinion that someone out there might have.
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I will place my faith in the knowledge that since that lovely man who made me my tea told me that I needed to walk in the grass in order to feel a bit better and help heal the welts that were appearing on my cheeks I have done that and other things like it and seen a difference.
I did it when I lived in the centre of London and found myself in one of the many parks or sitting by the river. I did it when we lived at our old house and we found ourselves walking in the bitter cold as the sun came up over the town in the month of January. And I find myself doing it now.
When the going gets tough, the tough go picking. My mum did it, I’m doing it, perhaps my children, once they’ve gone through their stages, will do it.
If you love something defend it, FOR GOD’S SAKE DEFEND IT!!!! Nobody else is going to. You will always be misunderstood by some folk but turn their volume down, nobody needs toxic waste ringing in their ears.
Watching The River Cottage - Summer last night with Robert I thought about all that Hugh F-W and his team have achieved. All of the criticism, opposition and sheer hard work. That all came out of him defending what he loved and felt strongly about and that takes courage.
To be frank I don’t care whether people think he’s posh or privileged or anything else resembling that. He’s gotten off his backside and made a difference and those other people haven’t, therefore, in my opinion, what they say has zero value.
That is what it is like around here.
I picked some flowers from the garden, put them in to bottles of water and felt better.
And, I’d recommend it to anybody, male or female. That’s not unrealistic, it’s natural therapy.
I don’t mind if it’s not for you, there are so many websites that I’m sure you’ll enjoy much more than mine.
But if you do decide to stick around and have things that you find yourself having to defend simply because you like doing them, take heart.
Life can be hideous, physically painful and just break your heart at times. I know that, my husband knows that and all of you know it too. But we keep going because we won’t be bullied in to doing anything else by the sour naysayers.
I’d urge you to do the same. PLEASE keep going. I promise, eventually, it’s worth it.
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