Tutu Tuesday…

I was awoken this morning by fuzzy yellowballs booming like canonballs across the blue hardcourt at Arthur Ashe. The crowd was baying the way they do – the way only they can do – in Noo Yawk. The sky was roaring too, awesomely gushing torrents of magnificent rain from a curiously serene gunmetal sky. Jungle creepers snaked like magical mini rivers from jungle trees. Oh hang on! That’s myjungletree, mysky outside mybalcony. But maybe it’s oursky – yoursky too NY, cause play is suspended.

It was the sort of morning drama that called for doing something. Something bold and meaningful. It made me want to plant a whole rainforest! Ok maybe just my herb & spice garden. Alright I’d have settled for finally answering those two emails that’ve been sitting in my inbox for the last 3 weeks. Or at least reading them. The ones to do with Schools & Sprog. Ok too late! Wasted too much time on the meaning of bold and meaningful. Was late for Sprig’s music class. So in honouring drama and boldness she wore a tu-tu to-class to-day 🙂

They’re performing in a concert in October so she’s practising hard 🙂 And star pupil Rania is showing her the moves…

And Sprig? Well Sprig is definitely maybe tentatively eager ♥

And come October, I’ll be as proud as Rafa’s momma was today ♥

And will have replied to those emails and picked my herbs 🙂

xox