Friday, 28 December 2012
Joy and of course plentiful compost
It's a special time to enjoy family and see joy in life isn't it? Mine began this season in our local cathederal, the annual school Xmas concert. Chairs scraping, chattering crowds anticipating the performances from their own and others children, having worked so hard. It's always fun and good to see their shiny faces playing carols, but his year was special.
The tall sinewy music teacher gently lowered his hands to hush our chatter, smiling, beaming, he knew the secret to come. So we listened, silent as gently chaste children. And then we heard it, far from the back of the the innards of the cathederal the softest of voices began 'Donna nobis pachem' slowly echoing from the voices of angels. I swear I heard her too, my cellist. An angel with the others, all so beautiful. As we sat in awe, the concert began a whirl of cellos, strings, woodwind and angelic voices.
And so the adventure began for this season.
I wish you joy and love, always. What else is there?
Well aside a decent bag of compost and a plentiful supply of pots.
Love and happiness from snowy climes and welly clad toes.