thanks #10

as i sit to consider what i can be grateful for today those beautifully tender boys and irresistably joyous girls from yesterdays post are fighting around me. i just got the boys to settle to a level where i might be able to keep my sanity and the girls started up. aaaargh !!!!

the area where i work is a suburb dominated by light industry, not too pretty or inspiring and the factory i work in is a brick box dumped on a concrete carpark. the inside is possibly even worse, there are no windows, the walls are steel panels, the floors plain hospital style lino. it is necessarily sterile, sterile, sterile. and dismally so.

today i decided not to take my lunch break in the kitchen , which is almost as bad as the factory, and instead went up to the local sandwich shop. i picked a chicken, lettuce and avocado sandwich, enjoyed the lovely friendly attitude of the proprietors and wandered outside to the aluminium picnic table.

there was a cool breeze and the gum tree cast a relaxing dappled shade. there was a jacaranda in full bloom just across the road and for half an hour i sat in what was at once the ugliest and most beautiful oasis i could ever imagine. and i was thankful.