2023 in Pisticci…a sad little sunflower …

This morning I pottered about briefly in my garden , breaking off some bits of lavender and sticking them in among some other plants. Some of them should root and grow. It’s happened before.

Then I thought I’d take a walk to the supermarket and maybe stop for a coffee on the way back.

That was when I saw the sunflower hanging out of the bin. Something about it caught my attention. So when nobody was looking I went back and took a photo.

Someone really ought to write a story about the sunflower trying to escape from the bin.

It reminded me of the counselling course I did nearly 30 ( aaaagh!!!) years ago. I remember that the basis of it was (approximately) that what you believed about something affected how you reacted. And your belief could be changed.

This is not a very good example, but instead of thinking that someone hadn’t made a very good job of throwing their sunflowers in the bin, I immediately thought that the sunflower was trying to escape and it made me smile all the way home.

Went for a coffee in here.
Down the steps
Took a detour
Pretty street with lots of hanging flowers.
Love this photo

When I got home I chatted to my neighbour who is a much better gardener than me and is going to use some of my plants to make all sorts of things.

I was inspired to tidy up my pots and now I’ve got lots of geranium bits stuck in a pot. I love how it’s possible to get free flowers.

After lunch it occurred to me that I should paint a self portrait.

Getting set up. Tying the mirror onto the easel.
Oh dear, I should have cleaned the mirror. Am checking to see what the lighting looks like.
Ahem!!! Well, I look human.

I quite enjoyed myself as I only had me to please.

Now it’s wine time and it’s been a very satisfactory day. ( and the sun is still shining.)

Cheers🍷🍷

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