go get those bluebells while you can
Where I work it may not be the best office. It sits above an Aldi, for a start. I work in new media, but there is nothing new about this office. It really has had its day.
But I hope it stays put. And that I stay put within it. For just across the road – literally a stone’s throw – hides a little woodland. During my lunch breaks, I can sometimes be found hiding within it.
It is a world away. And it forever surprises.
Last friday among the trees, I kid you not, I saw a wildcat. It was a fleeting-never-forget-type moment. And today, out of nowhere, bluebells – zillions of them. And the great thing about woodland is that no-one tells you that you can’t walk on the grass.
Sometimes it’s not about the glamour. It’s about the little things, like finding space and solace in the same spot. Stealing some time for yourself in amongst those team meetings and deadlines. So go get those bluebells while you can.
