Whimsy Weekly! 23rd August 2026

Our headline news:

Greatly Tickled by Different Pickles!

When I think of pickled eggs

Well, actually - I don’t

That is not the case anymore

My interest has suddenly grown!

Behind the counter of a pub

Sat several different kinds

I didn’t have one that afternoon

But one day soon, I might!

I don’t know why it never occurred to me that people pickled eggs in different flavours! That is the thought I had as I looked at the specimens in sizeable jars behind a pub counter. I raised the subject to the friends I was with and was overheard by the barman; he then treated us to the story of a man who sampled the scotch bonnet pickled eggs, asked to eat a scotch bonnet pepper itself from the jar and finished his snack with the grave error of rubbing his eyes. Needless to say, when my time to try them comes I will do it with a great deal more care!

In other news:

Tiny Purple Sparks in a Patch of Plants!

Purple bright and plentiful

Poking through the grass

The little flowers that clung on

Have had some rain at last

Thank you for your staying power

I could stay with you for hours!

Though we have mercifully had some rain this week (more will be welcomed), it has been very dry of late. The grass and flowers are feeling it, though the hardiest have still made their presence known. The purple flowers pictured were spread across the entirety of an overgrown patch, and I love when flowers find space in amongst unchecked growth. There is always a place to flourish!

And finally…

The Joyous Feeling of Seeing Patterns on the Ceiling!

Geometry, swirls or popcorn

I’m really not too fussed

When there’s a pattern on a ceiling

It’s something that I love!

It makes me feel at home

Like I’m in a living space

And in somewhere that’s homely

I can surely find my place

Patterned ceilings always remind me of my grandma’s house in Ghana and the house I grew up in. When I look at a ceiling and see a home-style pattern, especially somewhere I wouldn’t expect it (this one was in a small restaurant), I immediately feel relaxed and homely. Looking up, quite literally, is something I tend to do often to give me a sense of presence and remind me where I am. When I feel at home in that place, the practise becomes even better!

Going into this week:

August seems to have sped by in the blink of an eye! Entering its last full week, I am grateful to myself for making it through what could have been a much tougher month had I not managed to keep the promises I made myself. Another week of the same and I will be most pleased indeed!