Monday, 9 March 2009

Tattoos and winter trees

Well, I can report that I did in fact have a tattoo. Hurrah! Strike one item off my to do list. I still plan to have one done in Florida nearer my fortieth birthday but I'm hoping that the terror will be slightly lessened by my practice run! I've had it a week now and it's healing up fine. It's very small and simple so I'm not discounting the possibility that the birthday one will hurt but this one really didn't. It was more like a hot, scratchy feeling.

Reactions have been mixed including 'Is it real?' and 'You drew that on with a biro, didn't you?' Apparently I really don't look like a person who gets tattoos - whatever that means. Maybe I don't but the fact is I did it, I have one, and now I can move on to some of the other items on my list.



The area I work in is surrounded by trees like this. While I love the stark beauty of the branches against the grey sky I'm finding myself longing for spring this year. I was unreasonably excited to find a clump of snowdrops in my garden and some blue crocuses are pushing their way through the mud left by the snow. I really want to go out there and get my hands dirty and make colourful things grow but it's a little cold and miserable yet. Roll on the sun - which is not something you'll hear me say very often!