Current W.I.P.s: GNS3
No steps for me this weekend as I worked overtime on both Saturday and Sunday. In fact, the only time I poked my nose out of the door was Sunday evening as Mrs P.L. had promised a friend that she would support him as he pplayed down on the live mic The Plough and Harrow:
A well deserved out with my lady to see the comic genius Stuart Lee at the New Theatre, Cardiff, London, UK
Mrs Pixie-Led and I are mostly chilling today, together, but following our own interests. Whilst she is watching gardening videos on Youtube, I am working on my next lego horror movie Lego setup.
Can you guess the film the set up below relates to?
There is a definite primitive pleasure to be savoured in the act of creating and settling for the evening before a garden fire. As well as clearing the garden of debris collected from the maintenance of hedges and shrubbery and other natural waste, it also allows the mind to discard the clutter of everyday thought. Its warmth and wonder roots your body before its flames, allowing the mind the time immerse itself in contemplation. Its meditative quality is primordial, its metamorphosis of matter a personal invitation to return to deeper reflection.
A swig or two on the fermentation of certain fruits aids the journey away from the mechanised and digitalised world of your everyday reality. And suddenly, if you permit it, you can explore an ancestral magic that is a rich and powerful balm for you soul.
It has been a while, as our neighbours are the type to keep their eashing on the line for days, so it is a real treat to chillax in front of a garden fire at the end of an exhausting day.
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Making the most of my early release from work, as part of my after surgery care, today by enjoying the garden with Mrs Pixie-Led and Ms fudjcakes:
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