Stormy Sunday

06Jul08

Well, they’re all gone. Back to own cottages or offices, beaches and men. The relatives who have been assembled for a week of celebrating The Grandmothers 90th scattered this morning, leaving me the sole occupant of tool shed and strawberry patch, couch and left over wheels of cheese.

For the next week, I will have all the time in the world to patch a quilt and read a book and mend a fence a girl can want, and all the homegrown lettuce and reserve of red she can need to keep her going. I look forward to it immensely, as I do to the week long biking trip I’ve then planned to get me back to work, some 700 k up the coast.

But before all that: all the exercise and activity, the creative turning of an old table into a new shelf and the spur-of-the-moment stitching together of old skirts into new throws, the early morning strolls and the late night candles can begin, there is today. And today is a Sunday, with a heavy air.

There are dark clouds amassing on the horizon and the birds are muted and fluttery. There is a cloying heat, and suddenly, all the windows creak. A summer storm is brewing and it leaves me prone, stretched out and scratching my arms, too jaded to move and too wilted even to get myself a drink of water. Feet up to stop them swelling like raindrops, wearing this mornings robe and hair up in a knotted mess of seaweed tangles, I imagine I look very much the soppy old cat-lady, only I do not like cats, and the spot on my pocket is really coffee.

It is a bit lovely, appart from the slight fear of aphyxation, to when moving move slowly, ignoring ringing phones and looking up weird stuff on the internet – in a bit of a mood, really, but sure to be back to reason by tomorrow. Tomorrow will be excursions and fresh leaves, watered plants and maybe a visit to a friend, bringing a new loaf. Tomorrow will be planning trips and my packing, will be maybe a bit of painting and certainly great thoughts for autumn. But all I need now is another teensy nap.

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