Love

These are gifts which I have received yesterday and today.<br />
The flower from a gentleman I have the honour of supporting.<br />
And the flamingoes the latest masterpiece from my godson which arrived in the post today just as I was about to head out into the world, a little weary and anxious. He knows of my softspot for Red Squirrels and I love the wee fella attached by ribbon. <br />
And then there are the beautiful woodcut badgers from the Achilles groom.<br />
What is it with timing in my life?<br />
These gifts with the thought and time put in with me as an intended recipient go a long way to quell the 'poor me, its not fair!, why me?' voices in my head which have been getting louder over the past week.

One if this afternoons jobs required me to go through the puppets from my days as workshop leader as they are clearing out for their big move. Rather emotional job. A big bit of reflecting. A time capsule. I found it interesting how I remember people and our times together through the objects and the puppets we made together. Sensory memory. Time passed.