Friday, March 06, 2009
puddle, frugality, picture
Puddles offer all sorts of surprises. Who remembers Dr Foster, who went to Gloucester and stepped in a puddle right up to his middle and never went there again?
Having, with out much thought splashed out on something, which I should not have done, I find myself meditating upon frugality. And the pleasures attendant upon it. Things you put away in case they come in useful: packaging neatly folded for re-use; string tied into rings; screws, pins, rubber bands and paper clips, tidy in little boxes. Then there are the bargains!
Oh yes. And that paradoxically is where I began with my piece of extravagance - The BBC set of DVDs of famous Shakespeare productions, with a big percentage discount from Amazon. The contradiction is that frugality probably most of all means going without. And that is what I haven't!
In the Grove, this afternoon, a pale moon in the blue sky above a silver birch. It seems that the tree, with its bright bark and the silver moon, belong inextricably together.