Thursday, 26 May 2016

dash, bolt, dart



You know that summer can't be far - or maybe it's in fact arrived - when a dropped ice cream greets you on the pavement and there is sand in the bed..

It's hard to know for sure for someone like me who's still not quite used to the Nordic nature's way of sudden coming-to-life after such a long spell of frozen not-much-ness. It all happens so quickly! There's so much green, and so much light again, so suddenly. The sun sets at 11pm and real darkness is the thing of the past again. Midsummer is only a few weeks away. I find myself blinking into the morning street scene: is it summer already? I think it is, look, people are wearing shorts! Have I missed spring somehow then?

Anyway, whatever the weather, it needs to be and will be enjoyed, that's what the little guy in front of my morning coffee sipping self is trying to say I think. He is my alarm clock, and as soon as we open our eyes it's dash, bolt, dart. He is revving to go at 8 am, barely out of bed, in a nappy and a pyjama top, one foot in a gummy boot the wrong way around, a baseball cap on the noggin back-to-front. He has so much energy, it's contagious. It is stronger than any espresso. We are always on the go, coming back home only to eat and sleep.

Yes, the blog is floundering again, no posts, no real train of thought, none of the plans materializing into writing about old hobbies. (What were they - vintage stuff and sewing?) As I have been looking at the ice cream cone picture I took, it struck me: that's what's happened here too. The ideas and motivation that took a nice round shape and gathered a bit of speed a little while ago landed flat on the asphalt of everydays, now melting away quietly. Hmmm. How to rescue that.

I'll leave you with that poetic thought because I can hear the washing machine beeping to be unloaded and the little guy is to rise any minute from his afternoon snooze. Possibly with one shoe on already, to go go go!

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