Took a break at lunchtime in the front garden, and watched the antics of this wattlebird that occasionally poked its head out of the grevillea it spends so much time in. It was spying on me, checking what I was up to.
A few minutes in the garden can feel so refreshing. It’s one of the pleasures of working from home.
My best ideas rarely come sitting in front of a computer. Being out in the garden is inspirational. It’s one of the places where I can wonder, ponder, imagine and daydream. It’s my go-to space between bouts of writing.