More blackberries again today, blue plums and greengages. Lu and I wandered, drifted, pottered and faffed about the tiny bush land – bush bit – up the road. With Lu, everything is slow. She takes her time and will not be hurried. This is good for me. I started the day with a spiky, frazzled energy as I dealt with work problems that had seeped into my leave. Misdirected monies and muddled timetables created overdone eggs, lukewarm coffee and a very resentful me. But after two hours above the traffic noise, helping ourselves to free fruit and stocking up on greens for the chooks, work skulked back into the darker, less visited corners of my mind, where it belongs.
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