Don't you just love it when you not only recognise, but benefit, from the connectedness of all things?
Coincidences, fate, angels, roses by all other names, are always there working magic in the background. So, our swimming pool has been a little poorly lately and a little on the green side, dark, murky, kind of nearly on the black side of green and for months it has been a source of irritation and focus for me. Hey, the Universe doesn't concern itself whether one is irritated or joyously fascinated with something, focus is focus any which way you look at it.
So, as focus goes where the eyes go, my eyes were going there every time I stepped out of the front door and sinking into a murky abyss.
Well, being as there has been a delay in getting my 1969 Beach Buggy shipped over here due to the Chinese buying the Port of Piraeus, with its associated strike actions, we needed a form of transport that would get up to the closest supermarket and keep us in chicken and vegetables and the odd toilet roll, until the rejoicefull day. So, the guy that comes to deliver the motorbike is the swimming pool expert that our lovely neighbours happens to have met months before and happens to have loads of properties and pools to look after and, thank ye Gods, just so happened to be a fabulously friendly person who loves fixing things and, oh yes, wanted to stop smoking.
So my pool is sparkling like new and clear of debris just like his lungs now as he enjoys his smoke free world, what a great match for us both this week.
Also, I have wanted to trim the huge trees around our property that are shedding their needles into next door's property and, said pool, so he is going to turn up one day with his chainsaw! Life is good. That's such a good saying someone ought to sell the phrase so I can stick it on my front door to remember it...
