Today a seasonal

dust bust .... the layers from time in reveal ... 

nothing different in that of a home who acquires a strategy of a seasonal deeper clean up now and again 

for this home to see the pipes, skirting boards, the recesses where dust gets trapped 

 it is in an elation beyond words to finally see a much brighter feel of an ambiance in some parts ...

The feel of extra

enclosure today ... this means I am coming back to life.  A peace in a day.

I watched one of those programmes last night about those who cease goods. The statistics of all and that much more. 

I was left speechless with how it is still portrayed from a rigid prospective in society. Though never surprised. One family lived in conditions where alarm bells should have been ringing loud and clear. A social worker for mental health should have been called in to intervene. 

This is what happens ... other agencies and particularly the private sector are and do not always work in conjunction with each other ... on more than what appears to be on the arrival to carry out the initial problem ... 

... The programme makers too ... The ripple effect out and beyond ...

Letting go

when the day ends in my time scale ... the realise it is not going to happen quickly ... 

The hope tomorrow to clear today's debris ...  

The topple over ...

The cordon off of the road ... A wide berth needed for the removal one day in our road  of the mediation office 

... while the attempt elsewhere to remove items within my inner sanctum  ... It at times the dark mind would do where the good takes over... at least I am still in mode at times to take images for the change happening outside in our road and town ... for a daughter ...

West Kent Mediation cabin removed which used to be over opposite over from my home