They say bad luck comes in threes, but this month, kindness has come to me in a hat trick.
I burnt my belly and foot a couple of weeks ago, impatient to pour the freshly brewed, sweetened tea into my glass kombucha jar. The jar cracked, and in a moment of numptiness, I picked it up by the neck. The bottom fell out, pouring hot tea over my foot and protruding belly. I dashed up to the bathroom, calling for ice cubes and stuck my foot under the cold tap of the bath whilst massaging my belly with the ice cubes. I was not badly scalded you’ll be relieved to hear.
As one does, I posted about this on one of my Facebook pages – can’t remember if it was Sue Reed Writes or The Bridge Cottage Way ( I think it was the latter), and lo and behold, two bare-rooted aloe vera plants came winging their way in the post from a kind soul called Hannah who has the most amazing window display of plants. They are potted up, growing well, and the next time I burn myself, I’ll be able to snap a leaf and rub soothing aloe vera gel on the burn.
These connections made through social media pages are precious, and I would argue with anyone who says that social media is shallow, and these are not true ‘friends’. During lockdown, these online friendships have been of enormous value to me, and I’ve kept up my social media presence, posting daily from Bridge Cottage about the garden, my reading and writing.
Lockdown has proved very tricky for so many of us, and my mental health is having peaks and troughs. These kind thoughts from friends I only know through social media have touched my soul and brought great comfort.
In another Bridge Cottage Way post, I shared my shallot harvest, hanging by green plastic twine, and as I’ve been doing a plastic audit for Plastic Free July, I apologised for the nylon string, vowing to only use natural garden twine from now on.
Another gift appeared! This time from Kath, who not only taken the time to spin me some beautiful garden twine from her Dartmoor fleece but took the trouble to email me, telling me about her sheep and about the process, sending some beautiful photos. Kath had a small flock of Whitefaced Dartmoor Sheep, the tup being called Alan, named after the farmer they bought him off, and the ewe, Julia. Kath tells me their fleece is semi-longwool, course but lustrous and ideal for making into garden twine. I’m delighted with my gift.
I was touched by both Hannah’s and Kathryn’s generosity and thoughtfulness. I felt loved and cared for, and it gave me a warm feeling inside.
This morning, appearing at the bedroom door, brandishing a glass with some freshly picked sweet peas, my husband said, “for you”.
A little kindness goes a long way.
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