Happy Monday Folks … and may some lovely things happen in your week.
I was looking at a few photos I’ve taken recently on my walks with Coco at Lock 5 (that’s the one at the bottom of this street).
The photo of the leaves stirred something in my slow Monday brain … the words “Leaf Memories’ wandered up.
All those leaves could represent memories of the year nearly ended … I could look at each one and link a memory (and there are heaps for this year … good, bad, ugly and delightful.).
Funny … it’s as if the tree shed’s it’s memory leaves so it can grow some more next year … taking the winter to just muse on the year gone by.
I love this lock because it has wandering water, trees and I get to chat to people during the boat season.
I also used to love the swathe of bushes that were covered in leaves during the summer (and Coco loved darting in the bushes chasing her imagination) … lost the leaves in Autumn … and displayed gorgeous red stems like sculpture all thru the Winter.
You can see them on the left of the trees.
Well … they are no more.
One day a few weeks ago I saw 2 diggers digging them all up … and we are now left with a swathe of … mud and dead bushes … lovely.
Does anyone know why they were destroyed?
I’d understand if they were diseased … but they looked pretty healthy to me.
Maybe one of the local authority or Waterways Ireland (I don’t know who’s in charge of the canal vegetation) decided to kill them so they could plant something else … that would be the beaurocratic mind at work … I can just hear them in their planning meeting:
” You know that great stand of bushes at lock 5 in Ballinamore?’
‘The ones that everyone enjoys?’
‘Yeh … it took about 6 or so years for them to grow so it’s about time we uprooted them and planted something else?’
“but wouldn’t that make the place look ugly … and the new plants would take another 6 years to grow?’
‘Don’t be asking hard questions … the boys in the depot need to test their new machines and we need to spend the replanting budget…’
I love beaurocrats soooo much … I could hug them to death … literally.
I kind of avoid the Lock now … partly because Coco went AWOL there the other day and I’m still traumatised … and the mud splodge looks crappy … sad.
If anyone knows the logical reasons why all those bushes were destroyed … please let me know. I’d like to hold onto the teeny tiny scraps of faith I have in our Authorities… that they sometimes have sane reasons for what they do … hmmm.
My plans for the week you ask? Well, that’s very kind of you:
- write another Ballinamore Entrepreneur post
- do an interview with the new beauty salon that’s opened in town
- do a heap of research and writing for SKIL2
- think about new revenue streams … specifically … fine tuning an ‘Effective Written Communications’ training day that I did a few years ago
- walk Coco
- cook some really healthy food
- read by the fire
- spend time with friends and neighbours
- talk with my family
- tidy my office
- keep my final pair of wearable shoes away from Coco … too late … just caught her with the shoe in her mouth … saved shoe … Coco very repentant
- keep knitting scarves for Xmas presents
- do a few wishings on the dark/new moon on Thursday
- plant bulbs in wee pots as Xmas presents
- have afternoon tea with Maeve (8) and Aoife (8) to chat about a Xmas crafty day we can have with all the kids
- meet Miriam to chat about a DIY for Women course we’re thinking of running for 2 evenings in Ballinamore … women and tools … very cool.
- email friends in other countries
- sort a pile of photos
- hone my lolling and lethargy skills … one day it will be an Olympic sport and my country will need me.
That’s it really … no stress or strain … a fun week without too many highs or lows.
Hope your week goes well.