More spring at Killerton Estate on Sunday afternoon.
Saturday morning we walk back from town, rucksacks full of supplies from The Real Food Store - our most local supermarket - organic wholemeal bread and milk, bacon and Clive's pies - I'm stocking up the fridge for when I go away to Cornwall on Wednesday- leaving RC in the TLC of my sister for a whole week.
On the way we pass the British Heart Foundation second hand furniture store. I'm still looking for a footstool for my room. I've decided if I can't find one I'll buy the one from Ikea called Poang which I saw last time we went to the store near Bristol - but after several hours trailing around the aisles I lost the will to live - and all decision making faculties - and so abandoned the whole thing.
Within one minute of entering the BHF store, I spot it - an Ikea Poang footstool. Exactly what I want - an elegant wooden frame, a wide slim cushion - horrible rough plaid cushion cover, but that is easily removed, for £20. Done deal. We go back, collect the car and within 15 minutes it's settled in front of my snuggle chair - cover removed and draped in a soft deep purple throw just waiting for my feet.
I love it how there is a time for everything to happen - once my intention is set, put out into the ether and then let go, it sort of happens by itself. I haven't forgotten about my desk chair - it's waiting for me somewhere - waiting to arrive when the time is right. I just have to keep my eyes open and keep sitting in chairs in shops. And trust that all is well.
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