the august weeks
have passed in a blur and a bleep.
i think summer can be a little like that.
day to day routines fall apart,
lazy ways leap at the chance of dallying all day by your side.
however when i look back, i see no lazy moments.
just moments i intended to spend on some thing,
only to have it taken over by another thing
or another body.
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| every trailer deserves a bit of feeling loved, Gladys was most delighted with the kitschy plastic flowers i found for her |
Our Gladys has been the center of my attention,
each and every morn as i rise.
upon climbing the stairs late at night,
i reflect, she got a look in,
for mere moments of my day.
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| with it in the high 90's outside, inside Gladys, we sweated it out together and marvelled how quickly wallpaper paste dries when its hitting a 100 inside a trailer |
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| a right old motley crew waits patiently for their moment to shine |
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| Gladys's cubbies were a little the worse for wear till we dabbled with wallpaper scraps |
so with things a little blurry here at the shed,
a few bleeps joining in the party,
and knowing it is exactly 10 more days left
without a 6:30am alarm set for school.
i'm embracing the blurriness,
encouraging the bleeps
and spending the last week of summer,
with my lads of three, Gladys and my critters.
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| some days little olive can't take the blurry bleepiness of our august days |
i'll be back the first full week of september
with news to share of Our Gladys,
and our latest 'bonkers but could be brilliant' adventure together.
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| Gladys has her own cat so she never feels alone and frightened in the dark late at night |
till then, wishing you all
a few blurry, bleepy moments of your own
in the best possible way.
Tif