If You Wait
Playing the waiting game at the moment. this bub is due in... days? Weeks? Hours? who knows. I hope you don't mind if I veer off the flower path briefly. Truth is, being 2½ weeks away from having a child prevents most floral adventures.
I have been having other adventures though. Of the at home, quiet kind.
Like growing my own tomatoes and eating them on toast with basil and balsamic vinegar.
J and I went on a lovely long weekend up to Byron and I bought this terrarium from a shop in Bangalow. My idea was to grow moss to remind me of Japan, but I have hit a bit of a roadblock in that I can't find any moss. Hmm. Can you buy moss?
I guess it goes without saying that we have been preparing the baby's room.
Today's title is a song I'm particularly enjoying at the moment as it seems quite apt. Waiting. Soaking up life as an individual. Yesterday I drove to Newtown, bought a new book (The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood), went to a cafe and ordered a giant slice of chocolate cake, sat and read and eavesdropped on surrounding conversations. Lovely. Hopefully we have a baby that likes to do similar things. Ha!