Posted by Tania Kindersley.
I call up my mother for a logistical conversation, but somehow we end up talking about a drunken Irish playwright who used to chase her round the upstairs corridors of a white house in Wicklow in the 1960s.
'The green soup, Mum,' I say sternly, to get the conversation back on track.
'Hold on,' she says. 'I'm writing it down.'
'You don't need to write it down,' I say. 'It's so easy, I can just tell you, and you can keep it in your head.'
'Yes,' she says. 'The only thing is, there really isn't any head, any more.'
I know what she means. There are times when I actually have no information about what day of the week it is, and have to look it up on the internet. Not that long ago, I spent an hour searching for my wallet, to find that it was in the fridge. (The most idiotic thing was that I ended up congratulating myself on having the genius idea of even looking in the fridge.)
I did work. I walked the dogs. I did recycling. I went to the butcher and bought a fillet of Aberdeen Angus on an entirely unjustifiable whim (the expense) and laughed at his jokes. I took my mother watercress, leeks, garlic and chillies for the soup, and a cheesecake for a treat. I failed to get to the post office, but there is always tomorrow.
In other words, it was a good, ordinary day. There is a lot of craziness out there in the world, so I don't turn my nose up at an ordinary day.
Talking of ordinary things, here are some, which even in their very ordinariness, still carry a certain beauty:
A fallen pine cone.
Wild grass, out in the meadow.
Clouds and treetops.
The last of the fading chive flowers.
Lemons, from the day I was making lemonade.
Excuse me, how did those two get in there? They are not ordinary at all.
A green leaf.
The lichen on my dry stone wall. You know I can never get enough lichen.
The wild corner of my garden, where I pretty much let things grow as they will. I put in some ferns and ivy and vincas, and the rest is left to nature.
A rowan leaf.
The sun is making a half-hearted attempt at shining. I think I shall go outside and look at it.
Have a very happy Friday, wherever you are.