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A Skinny Fairtrade Latte in the Food Court of Life - Page 97

  • Permitted Exercise (2) Tracing Rainbows

    There are many grass roots endeavours to brighten up the days of lock down and limited activity.  One is the appearance of rainbows in windows - I've put a couple in the manse living room window - a sign of hope and a promise of a future beyond the here-and-now.

    I have spotted a fair few - mostly drawn by children, but some clearly the work of skilled artists.

    If you are lucky enough to be able to get out, why not look for rainbows?  And either way, maybe you can draw or print off a rainbow to put in your own window?

    The cliche says, 'when it rains look for rainbows, when it's dark, look for stars'

    The hymnwriter says, 'I trace the rainbow through the rain, and feel the promise is not vain, that morn will tearless be'

    Each of these carries truth.

  • Permitted Exercise (1) Hope

    This morning's early walk took me past the site of the the former Western Infirmary, where it's possible to look across and see the enormous new learning hub emerging from the rubble.

    It's a marvellous sign of hope.  And there are cranes, so I am happy!!

  • One Day More...

    Another bit of light relief...

  • Laughter is the best medicine, right?

    Amidst all the, rightly, very serious, things being posted on line, are some that are LOL (laugh out loud) funny.

    I hope my readers might like these, stolen from a friend in New Zealand.

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  • Cherry Pink and a Little Black Cat

    Yesterday, I used my permitted exercise to check out the church premises, something our awesome insurers invite us to do 'if it's safe and sensible'.  I couldn't help but stop to admire the cherry trees, blossoming as they have done each year I've been here.  This fragile and fleeting beauty was a joy to behold.

    It's no secret I'm a 'crazy cat lady' and I follow, online, the antics of many cats who live in railway stations and town/city centres.  Over the weekend, one of these cats, Bolt, Junior Pest Controller at Huddesrfield, went missing.  No-one could go out and search for him, so it was an anxious time for the staff who care for him and Felix.  Then, this morning they posted this... Bolt may be 'just a little black cat' but he and Felix bring joy to so many, and in these strange days we all need a good mews, sorry, news, story!

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