I’ve started posting on Instagram. I’m trying to post every day but not always making it. Why don’t I always make it. Here’s why…
my life is full of not so perfect moments
half finished projects in a messy room
cakes with sunken tops and no icing
windows that need cleaning
no makeup and sleepy hair
overcast skies
dishes in the sink
jam dripping off the discarded spoon
surly son who finds it hard to show the love I know is there
dead flies behind the couch where I seldom clean
claw marks where the cat has shredded the leather sofa
a fridge full of left overs
half a tomato someone left on the bench and now it’s growing mould
Instagram is full of perfect moments
a fantasy chocolate cake iced to perfection against a vase of full bloom roses
sunlight cascading through the sparkling kitchen window lighting up the polished apples in a golden bowl
elegant furnishings with artfully arranged throws and a puurfect feline accessory
an open fridge door displaying groaning shelves of appealing fruit and veg
windswept hair and rosy complexion
white tunic dress whipping round slender legs against the waters edge
smiling children, eager to please and be pleased
Instaglam instasham
I want to start a revolution
maybe I’ll post each day the way it is …..
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