Seeing things with fresh eyes.
Good morning everyone, I’m drinking tea in bed (proper tea: leaves, pot, cosy, tray). And I looked at the tea cosy, and I saw the tea cosy but it was like it was the first time.
This was given to us second-hand, years ago, by a much beloved aunt, and she’d had it for years so it’s very familiar. Yet I don’t think I’ve every looked at it and taken in how beautiful it is, how evocative and how well made. I can imagine walking in that garden gate and seeing all the flowers – think about all of the insects those plants could feed. It’s a proper chocolate box cottage. Looking at it has made me realise that a) I need a break and b) I need to be paying attention.
Yesterday I made a Bee that I really didn’t like, it didn’t work – it felt like it was was part of a production line. So, today, I stop, regroup, spend time in the garden, discard that Bee and then start again – I can’t ‘churn’ out products, they have to be created with love and care.
Have a great day, people, and thanks for the ongoing love and support.