Physically tired…

The last couple of days I’ve been out to meet friends and have done some planting in my garden. I’m thrilled, because on Monday morning a chaffinch was in my greengage tree. He had found the nesting box, and was trying to reach the bird feeder, but was a little too shy to come so close to me. Later the birdfeeder was empty which thrilled me as for 10 weeks there have been no birds in my garden since my neighbours destroyed the bird cover. This one had come from the other direction. He made my day.

Yesterday, I went to the hairdresser. I had left it for a while as last time I had too many layers cut into my hair which meant my hair curled. Medicine has altered my hair, which is a real blow to my self esteem. So yesterday I had it lightly trimmed for the length, and the shape tidied up. I had my fringe cut again, as I haven’t had one for about a year or so. I feel myself again, hair wise. It feels good.

When I got home, I did a bit more planting and then had a warm shower. The day was unusually warm and I felt exhausted. So I’m going to take a nap now, as I also have pain from the wind chimes.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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