Archives for posts with tag: trees

Finishing my trousers and making little dungas for Coop.

Going for a walk through the trees along the parkland path. No music, no podcast, just me and my thoughts. And I was kind to myself this time.

Buying another plastic box to sort my vulva making stuff into. I like organisation.

Making a new thing. Sewing a stripy jumper from stretchy fabric.

Walking up to Highgate Woods and seeing all the trees and light and leaves. Two hours of walking. I really needed it.

Seeing Eileen loving Zoom.

Watching the trees blow in the wind and hearing the leaves rustle.

Remembering that we’re having a takeaway pizza tonight!

The patterns from Jim arrived. So quickly too! Now I can get on and make things this weekend.

Making my new rusty coloured linen dungarees.

Finally getting back to the Parkland Walk.

Hearing Grandma and Granddad’s story by all of us on Zoom.

Aaaaand a conversation about orgasms with Sean on the phone before bed.

Three pairs of toddler dungarees. Very adorable.

The parkland walk. Again. And this time taking my old sewing machine to give to a pal. It felt so nice to be back outside in the sun and the greenery.

A healthy dinner that felt different and was something I’d made. I know I make all my food but this felt more made.

Realising that I wasn’t in front of a screen all day and that that is a lovely thing.

Some really great trees.

Finding a Henry hoover on the street and taking it home and cleaning ask the dirty fluffy corners.

I also got a free vegan peanut butter blondie from the Deli and I had a bath. Pretty good day.

Blue sky, green trees, plant shadows.

Finishing three pairs of dungarees.

Pizza and Ru.

HUGS! I hugged Jen and Jo. I’ve missed hugs so much.

The beautiful little park. Bluebells, sunlight through the trees, the pond.

I hate to say it again but Too Hot To Handle. Again. The voiceover is brilliant.

Seeing the bluebells that made me smile yesterday and remembering to actually make my face into a smile.

Sewing all day. And it being so neat. I love my new sewing machine. I love the overlocking foot.

The walk in the evening. The smell of the woods, the birds, so many birds, the yellow sky and the bright green leaves.

Going for a walk with Jonny. Talking about Drag Race and Portugal and silly things. Noticing that the trees have grown leaves within days.

Ordering a sewing machine. And paying for it to arrive tomorrow.

Watching the video with me in, walk about people talking vulvas on Instagram.

Taking the side path along the busy parkland walk. Quiet and leafy.

Deciding to be positive. Drinking a green tea on the sofa and trying to just be.

Jonny made me dinner. And then we finished Tiger King.

POTATO! 😂

The light during our walk in the park after work.

The egg cup/bald head tictoc video.

Walking for almost two hours. Looking at dogs. And trees. And graffiti.

The sky on the way home.

A good yoga with Adriene. Felt like I was doing something.

Deciding to walk through the park on the way to work.

Choir. Still got no idea what I’m doing but I enjoy it.

A fun date with Kulbinder.

Making sure I walked back through the park in the sun at lunchtime.

Choir. Once I got over Paul being next to me.

A tiny chat me, Adam and Libby had at the break out table. And sort of when Andrew came over. For a bit.

Walking alone down the hill and then back up again, getting my heart rate going.

Grace and Frankie.

Picking out an ingrown hair. And the side spot.

More moss. So much of it and it’s so beautiful.

The stone path along the river. With more moss.

Dipping my hands in the cold river.

Putting up my new screen print in my bedroom.

Going for a walk around the park in the sun, wearing my dungarees and dad’s shirt. I leaned on my favourite tree, walked in the mud and climbed over the fallen tree.

Reading and napping on the sofa.

Planting trees in the local park. I planted oak trees and dogwood and they will be there for hundreds of years after I’m gone. I feel so wholesome and lovely.

Bread, butter, pesto.

Delicious Turkish with Rosie. Including feta ice cream.

Cuddling a Christmas dog during my haircut.
The evening light. The way it hit the bright tree against the old church against the blue sky.
Doing some yoga again. Finally.

Going outside and seeing yellow leaves.
The happy man singing outside on the street.
Finishing the dungarees for Fred. They are so adorable.
Hannah is in London. She bought me beautiful flowers and we chatted and then we went for dinner with Jo and Jonny and it was just lovely to be together.

The yellow leaves from the tree outside my bedroom blowing off and into my window.
Little bubbles from the washing up liquid.
Kombucha. It seemed to help my ear and throat.

Having the window a little bit open and hearing a pigeon rustling about in the tree outside, munching on the red berries.

Breaking out the emergency Japanese chocolate.

That warm cosy feeling you get sheet a shower halfway through the day.

Choosing a path through the park on the way home. At 4pm.

My first mulled wine of the season. In a tipi, on a roof.

Jonathan coming in, immediately pleased that we might be rid of Claudia in a month.

More autumn leaves on the Gruffalo trail.

Pulling faces with Fred in selfie mode.

Our huge pile of toilet roll.

The beautiful autumn leaves and low sun.

Fred. When he smiled and laughed with me.

And when he walked into the glass door.

A long walk in the woods with Jim. Yellow leaves, grey sheep and green fields.

A home cooked Sunday lunch with loads of gravy.

No headphones, no traffic. Just quiet.

Two hours walking round Hampstead Heath in the sun, taking photos of the beautiful autumn leaves.

Baked apples, from Jonny.

Jen cheering me up with emails to a straight woman.

This amazingly coloured tree.

Sewing vulvas and listening to podcasts.

Focusing on her nails on my scalp during my haircut.

Saw some big leaves.

I don’t have to wait for ages for counseling.

He offered to come with me.