Very definitely include a walk down to the Saturday market where there’s an old fashioned greengrocers stall. It’s the sort of place where they know their stock and are passionate about it and always ready to cut a deal. The sort of place where you get to try before you buy, and where it’s so much cheaper than a supermarket. Where food comes in brown paper bags not loads of plastic. Where the strawberries and blueberries come from Corfe Castle and the tomatoes come from just beyond Dorchester.
I now have fruit galore, so tomorrow (I’m writing this on Saturday) lunchtime will involve thick French yoghurt layered with slice peaches strawberries and blueberries, with a good sprinkling of grated chocolate on top to stop it being too healthy. I don’t do this anything like often enough, and from now on, I intend to, not least because the walk is good for me too even though it’s not as pretty as the park. But we could do our Harbourside walk, stopping to get Italian pastries or an ice cream from the gorgeous old fashioned sweet shop and then walk up the High Stree and come home that way… Hmm, there’s something to explore!
It’s still not hot, but I don’t have a cardigan on, which makes a nice change. Rain is forecast later so I did some potting on first thing this morning and gradually, over the next month, I shall pot on everything that has grown; which things really have, probably because of all the rain. I ended up doing some weeding at 5.30, when the world was all fresh and new and washed, just for me to enjoy it.
I save doing this for the school holidays because the thing about being a tourist area is that we become overrun with tourists so places aren’t as nice. There again, a lot of places wouldn’t be there at all if it wasn’t for tourists so I play nicely, accept that they don’t know where they’re going and come from foreign parts where they’ve never heard of indicators, and sneak out early.
I’ve sat outside and written in the sunshine too, and Amy is coming well, but it’s clouded over and rain is forecast any time now, so I’m happily inside and thinking of baking and making hog roast rolls for lunch and sewing and watching the Great British Sewing Bee. Tomorrow I shall pot on some more plants and reorganise and keep searching for the perfection I know doesn’t exist, but today I am happy. I hope you are as well.
Today’s picture makes me realise exactly how lucky I am, and I could have that view as I walk to the greengrocers, so why on earth am I not doing it? I've decided that I'll commit to telling you about it, so please be a good influence on me because I need it.
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