Bloomin’ Marvellous

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Bloomin’ marvellous! Crumbs everywhere. Toys underfoot, scattered around like a miniature invading army, strategically posted to inflict the most damage to the enemy. The battlegrounds of motherhood, a visceral assault of plastic. The fronts of clutter beating back any residual calm and inner peace.
Breathe! Deep breath… Breathe in, two, three, four... Breathe out, two, three, four…And again… two, three, four… and out…two, three, four. There we are…Feeling better?
Tea! I need tea. Onwards to the kitchen. My favourite mug, a tea bag and the soothing, swirling spread of caffeine infused comfort.
Outside! I step out into the garden. The wind blows softly, lifting my hair gently from my scalp, lightly taking the load. My sigh mimics the breeze. The warm sun cajoling a smile from my tight and weary face. My eyes closed in bliss. Birdsong trilling against the rustle of leaves. The moment stretches and shrinks, until it's time to open those eyes. As I look up to the blue sky, the apple tree sways and waves its blossom adorned limbs in recognition. It seems to say “I see you. “ And that is bloomin’ marvellous!
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