Miss C is writing so keep it down! Yes, that means you!
Be careful where you put your feet. My words are all over the place. I am gathering them up into something coherent today. 
This story was not that funny at the time but in retrospect, which is our only real perspective in life anyway, it is kind of funny. And yes, everyone survived. 
Now off you go about your busy-ness. I am enjoying having a day of writing this for you. 
And hush. Mama is writing. Go talk to each other in the comments lounge. I will be in on my break!
Did I tell you that my mother was an artist. She painted in oils with her pallet knife. And she had six children. So she bought a wooden play pen and put it in the lounge, then put herself and her easel into the playpen and worked in there. Safe from the madding crowd. Which also reminds me of something Daphne Du Maurier (did I spell that right?) said to her children when she was trying to work. I read all her books as a teenager. She had rented an enormous house by the sea for the summer and on the way out to the writing shed in the garden she called to her children – ” I don’t care what you do, but no goats in the beds! ”
Now.. sshh . walk past softly, close my door again.. you can pop in with a cup of tea now and then.. .. now go on .. hush.. I am writing.
celi
On this day last year.. a tiny glimpse in my kitchen. My kitchen is very small.


38 responses to “Hush.. tread softly.. lest you tread on my words”
so sweet 🙂
And we will wait, because your stories are ALWAYS worth waiting for… 😀
I don’t wan to hush. I want to hear the story.
Oh that second photo is fantastic!
Shhhrrieeekkk! Oops … sorry just happened upon a snake in my garden …. I can still run and levitate!! I’ll be quiet now, not going out there again today. Laura
Go, Celi!
The second shot – landscape with livestock – is so good. It’s as though your camera has a sweet spot like a cricket bat and every now and then you whack the ball clear over the pavilion.
I’ve got to agree with Roger and jmgoyder – picture 2 is brilliant!
I will sh if you promise to tell us the story tomorrow. Loved all the pix
giggles…
I love your perspective on retrospect – I may quote you if you do not mind.
I don’t mind at all hon. .. c
I love your mother’s unique version of a room of one’s own. Write away, c!
nice photos, and i didn’t realize that you painted also!!!! may i see some of your works?
my painting career was very short, it was my mother who was the artist! c
Good morning, C! We’ll keep quiet while you write.
I am taking a university course, and my Mr Misky is constantly tippy-toeing about asking “Are you doing your student thingie right now?”
(laughter!!)
Just attended 90-minute webcast lecture while Mr Misky snored in his big chair. He’s just like a baby; feed him and falls sound asleep.