Hello February! The first month of the year seems to have passed ever-so-quickly. That last week of January though… it was hot and dusty and all around pretty ordinary to be honest – but in between there were a few sweet moments.
Here’s a look at what the last seven days has looked like for me…
The first of my echinacea seedlings started to emerge on Monday. I don’t think it matters how many times you plant a seed, when that first tiny green tendril emerges from the damp earth, it always makes me smile. I’ve been giving them a little water every day and the few minutes I spend outside with my ‘plant babies’ feels like a little time out.
On Tuesday night we were treated to the most spectacular sunset. Pinks, purples, oranges and blue lit up the western sky. It kept on changing every few minutes and I think I snapped off half a dozen pictures, watching in awe at the colour show that mother nature was providing. It was a blissful end to the day.
Wednesday morning saw Paul and myself at the doctor’s surgery for his four month needles. He handled them like an absolute trooper and barely cried at all. That afternoon was a different story though – he was overtired and probably feeling a little sensitive from the injections and cried for a good two hours straight. All the normal ‘go-to’ strategies for when he’s upset didn’t work and in the end he ended up collapsing on me and sleeping for almost three hours. He was like a different baby when he woke up and I was so glad to see my normally happy little man return.
On Thursday a special package arrived from England. It was meant to be part of Adam’s birthday present, but didn’t quite get here in enough time. I’m pretty excited about this gift and I can’t wait to give it to him when he backs from a work trip later today. While it’s lovely to receive gifts, I also get so much joy finding special things for those I love. I get so much joy out of that anticipation as they’re opening the present I’ve so carefully chosen.
It was 45ºc here on Friday and it was horrible. Being outside felt like standing in front of oven on full blast and our poor air-conditioner at home could barely keep up. I got washing off the line in the early evening and two hours later the clothes coming out of the basket felt like they’d just been pulled from a dryer. I ended the day with an elderflower spritz (elderflower cordial – this is my favourite, soda water, mint and heaps of ice). It was just the tonic I needed after a rather oppressive day.
Saturday’s heat continued into the night and it only slipped just below 30°c prior to sunrise. The temperature then headed on up again to 43ºc. It was a day to be bare foot, bared faced and to wear the coolest clothes possible. Paul and I ended up spending much of the afternoon hidden away in our spare room, which is probably the coolest in the house. To add to to it all, the air was thick with dust for most of the day, casting what’s becoming an all to familiar glow. I was so glad when the sun set on Saturday night.
Sunday I awoke to much cooler conditions – gosh it was nice to feel a cooler breeze again. I used the milder temperatures to plant up a little ‘string of beans/bananas’ succulent that Adam bought for me last weekend as a little gift. It won’t be able to stay in this pot forever, but for now it looks ever so sweet. Can’t wait to watch this one grow!
How was your last seven days?
Have a wonderful week.