Interesting watching the slow waking up on my local “big shops” open.
It’s very deliberate and good for one’s sense of observation. People almost whisper out of reverence for the sleeping giant. Noise makers cast furtive and apologetic glances around, almost willing their necessary noises to be quiet. Seeking to not disturb the meditative rhythm. Stillness and warmth following the minor banging and crashing of morning evolutions. This “breathing” gets more regular, with the quiet meditation fading out as the centre continues to awaken, seeming to open in the figurative as well as the literal sense.
Soon this will be different. The centre in these early parts will soon be unrecognisabled with folks hurrying and scurrying in the 45 minute dash. Now though is this moment.
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Still using the Woollies bag. The green one that you gave me. I don’t feel guilty using that one as Woolworths had gone for good here. So using the bag at Tesco, Co-op or Spa raised no problems. Imagine purchasing bottles of wine at Aldi (£3.30) with a bag of another religion?
I should like to paint you.
D x
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