Thursday, July 17

Promising Yellow: Summertime hanging with the birds

Ola!

It is a GORGEOUS day here in normally rainy-old-Blighty. I got up and just had to take my breakfast outside. I topped up all my usual birdseed places and even put a couple of fatballs out as I'm feeling absurdly generous to the little blighters!

I stuck on my hat of course to protect my face as I wanted to sit right in the sunshine today. I put my feet up and enjoyed the delights that nature and post-school run mornings have to offer. (The path behind our house provides a right of way to many school-bound kiddies, noisy? Yes!)

A beautiful place to sit and relax at the back of our garden
Our home backs onto a huge nature-reservey-type public fields and hills n stuff kind of place (vague much?). Basically a huge home to all sorts of fluffy and feathery creatures and it's the feathery kind that make sitting outside eating home-made granola and cornflakes so peaceful and cheery.

As I was sitting here, but a moment ago, a little sparrow

landed on the ground next to me, looked around, looked up at me, scratched a little itch on his face and then whoosh! He was up on the top of the trellis and then whoosh again he was in the hedge and then whoosh again in next door's apple tree. Then a pigeon alighted on top of the bird table and assessed whether I'd be amenable to him gobbling up all my birdseed. . . I was not.

This happens numerous times a day, he lands on the bird table,
I chase him off. He sits on the roof for a spell and we begin again.
Then as I was sitting here listening to the huge trees behind our fence wave and sway their hundreds of leaves through the air, as I mopped up the sunshine and enjoyed the slow passing of some fluffy, impossibly white clouds, I heard a little noise to my left. I turned my head. And there was a little squirrel investigating the seeds I had sprinkled next to the patio doors!

The Count returns!

We have two squirrels which visit us; a big fat one with a massive fluffy tail which we call The Count, and this smaller skinnier one who moves a lot more stealthily and with less cheek than the Count. So I've called him Timmy, as he is so timid.

I feel like I'm in some secret little world, I'm part of the day-to-day life of all these little sparrows, pigeons, squirrels, blackbirds, tits and starlings. Like I'm just hanging out in their world. This is nature, alive and energetic and dashing to and fro, teeming with life.



Anyway, that's my morning so far. A glorious, sunshiny, quiet, leafy, bird-filled day in my little garden, my own little corner of nature.
Just hanging out with the birds,
Ciao for now
Bobbyanne
x x x x

Tuesday, July 15

Promising Yellow: To Xena or not to Xena; admiration

Heya,
I've been thinking lately about who I admire. Whenever I feel a bit nervous or exposed or intimidated I always think of Xena, Warrior Princess; she's like my own inner persona to shield me from the world's nasties and judgments! She's worked great for me so far, especially with leaflet-thrusters in city centres - grr!



But over the last couple of years I've found myself admiring the ordinary people around me and 'wowing' at their empathy. Let's be honest here, I think I'm fun and a good friend and will happily giggle at a good daddy long-legs
impression BUT I am also judgmental and impatient; not very Snow White of me!

When I'm behind a slow driver or I have to stand up for late theatre-goers I get annoyed. When I see someone's knickers through their leggings I can't stop my brain from noticing and having a second sneaky look. I'll always notice; looking is the first way we collect info about a person- but if unchecked my brain can form some pretty mean and small-minded judgments.


So I've been taking inspiration from a couple of amazing women around me who seem to have genuine - GENUINE - empathy and understanding for others. Those who's smiling face and encouraging nature put you at your ease. Does it really make a difference to me to walk slowly for a few feet because I'm behind a dawdler? Do I need to be so personally insulted because this guy has been standing in front of the exact part of the shelf where I need to look. . .for aaages?

As I said if unchecked my brain can quite easily form mean small minded thoughts; "Oh my word just get the hell out of my way. . . for fig's sake is he STILL there. . . jeeze, do something with that hair, eeurgh!"

I don't know where this resentful part of me has come from, I like people!! Is it just me? Is it left over from my days at quite a rough high school? Is it a defence to make myself feel superior and therefore better about myself?

Once I became aware of these thoughts I also began to admire the empathy in the people around me and have been trying my hardest to second guess these judgments before they're formed.

Maybe the dawdler has a really bad blister on her foot, maybe the man in front of the shelf has poor eyesight, maybe the people late to the theatre have been going through a rough patch in their relationship and were having make up sex. (oop, cheeky!)



I suppose I'm training myself to give people the benefit of the doubt and not to judge for some shallow little reason. Maybe the asshole driving on my bumper behind me can't wait to pick up his kids at the station, maybe he's DESPERATE for the toilet (we've all been there!!). Or maybe he's just an impatient idiot. The point is I just don't know but I would like to be the person who gives others the benefit of the doubt first,
                       I want to smile before I judge;
                                                    I would like to have empathy.

I'm sticking to it, determined to grow. I think it's quite promising and I'll be a happier person for it.
Promising Yellow, I think so :-)
Ciao for now
Bobbyanne
x x x x


Do you experience something similar? Are you one of the people with genuine empathy we should be admiring? Do you have your own promising idea?

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Monday, July 14

What kind of Beauty Blog is 'Promising Beauty'? Start here!

Hi all!

Reading a beauty blog can be like turning up to a dance class when everybody else already knows most of the steps, you want to say "enough! Just go back to the beginning!" Glycolic, salicylic or retinol? Lotion, cream or gel? Comedogenic, non-comedogenic? What exactly is the deal with parabens???? And then there are all the reviews, swatches and hauls to sift through.

*Sigh* Beauty is a huge topic but all you really want to know is 'how do I make sure I don't get any more spots/dry patches/fine lines?'

ME TOO! I'm hoping this blog is for you; it'll take you from the beginning (just why is exfoliation so important?) through to fine tuning your skincare regime (vitamin C serum in the evening, BHA gel in the morning).  I definitely don't know-it-all and I'm learning every day about the changing nature of beauty topics/product and ingredients out there.

There will be info on all those chemicals that can have such conflicting write-ups as well as a DIY beauty area so you can mix up some wonderful treats and treatments to help you along on your journey. I'm a firm believer in the powers of science in our skincare as well as a devotee of the home-made apple cider vinegar and green tea toner.

So join me if you will in my own little corner for lots of things beauty.
This is our comfy lounge where we can grab some tea in yellow mugs for a chat and a piece of nutty cake,
Or if you prefer it's our sleek sunny terrace by our glistening pool where we can wear yellow swimwear and relax on sun loungers with cucumbers over our eyes while we swap our best beauty tips.

Either way, read some articles, sift through some tips and indulge your beauty craving for a while.
Promising Beauty.
Ciao for now
Bobbyanne
x x x x