Reflections on a Friday afternoon..

Sometimes when you’re chief cook and bottle washer in your own little empire (aka self-employed), it’s hard to keep up. I’m way behind with all sorts of things, including the all-important social media lark.
But here’s what I did well this week:
I was a loving and supportive partner to the man I have chosen to love for the last 15 years.
I mounded up the potatoes, and hand watered the garden every day.
I was a great neighbour and went out of my way to be lovely to the kidsย on Halloween night.
I got up at 5 o’clock every morning and cooked breakfast and packed lunch for aforementioned loved one, drove-him-to-work-came-home-did-the-washing-dishes-housework-shopping-tidying-cooking-paid-the-bills-picked-him-up-again-and-was-happy-to-do-it. After all, he was doing 12 hour days and I had a light week, and he will do the same for me when it’s my turn.
I was a good friend.
I nearly did my filing.
And I gave myself this gift:
Six years ago I won a little cyclamen plant at a ladies lunch that I went to because I “thought I should, to get to know people”. I was wrong about that particular group, but the plant has given me enormous pleasure, and every year I manage to take at least one really lovely picture when it is flowering. So far this year it has had one flower. This is it.
Have a happy weekend!

P.S. note to self: feed long suffering cyclamen plant!

Words: ย Harriet Harcourt
Photography: ย Harriet Harcourt