Oh my god. I mean…brilliant isn’t a strong enough word.
A polka-dot has the form of the sun, which is a symbol of the energy of the whole world and our living life, and also the form of the moon, which is calm. Round, soft, colorful, senseless and unknowing. Polka-dots become movement… Polka dots are a way to infinity.
Just bagged myself a ‘brownie’ 👀😃 ‘tis beautiful. (Taken with Instagram)
I could get into this furniture painting thing. (Taken with Instagram)
Okay, so this couldn’t apply to me more.
On my way home from work each day I like to take the scenic route, with windy back roads through thick trees and rolling fields of greenery.
There is one field that I pass that is full of cows, always munching away on their dinner as I drive past. They are just taking life easy in the sun (or quite often rain), with not a care in the world. That was until, two days ago, when I drove past to see that there were NO cows in that field anymore, instead it was full of sheep. Now don’t get me wrong, sheep are beautiful animals and it is so lovely to see them too enjoying the vast expanse of space given to them to roam in. But I can’t help but wonder where the displaced cows have now gone to.
It is with this thought that I realise that I soon won’t be driving past this field anymore on my way home from work. That I too, will have a new home to go to. With that in mind, it comforts me to think, that maybe the cows are moving on to new adventures and new beginnings in a different home, as I will.
I can’t help but think that I took for granted seeing these familiar bovine acquaintances on my journey each day, and that not only will they no longer inhabit their luscious green home, but I will never know where they have gone to.
Maybe another person will see the field of sheep on their voyage each day and take comfort in the new inhabitants that now live where my old familiarity encompassed.
New lives are beginning all the time.