not interviewing this time - do you like the 'Alice' perspective?

Don’t you love the times when you realise that aspects are working together swimmingly? We have been filming a series of interviews, which means our main room is transformed into its studio aspect: the skylights are covered, the table moved to the wall, I hang the greenscreen, we set up the lights and microphone and can then do as many as ten a day. The schedule is not quite as heavy as that, seven on our busiest day but in dribs and drabs until the end of the week. I ask questions, throw lines and provide an eyeline (it’s much easier to talk to a person), and I love that – the focus, the need to be sensitive, the constructive feedback. I have been doing production work for longer than I care to say, and for me it balances beautifully with the new demands of manufacture Rough Linen has brought into my life.

This morning we filmed, this afternoon I was sewing samples, getting tenders for freight, and answering customers’ queries with the doors open, the ceiling fan on and little Suscipe asleep in her basket, fading fast, poor thing. The air smells of salt, pine and jasmine, my favorite music is playing, I am pleasantly aware that the house is still tidy, things are up to date, Buckley is freshly shampooed, and for a usually mucky little dog that is saying something.

So, it isn’t that things are perfect. In a perfect world Buckley would have an owner who loved him, and I wouldn’t be cutting the filth from his body and cleaning the open wounds underneath and giving him a Mrs Meyer’s Oatmeal and Lavender bath, as if that could solve all his problems. I wouldn’t be planning a Viking funeral for Suscipe, as I’m afraid if I plant her in the garden the raccoons will dig up her body.

The contentment comes more from enjoying the pace and balance of this season, and the richness of the community we are in. I wanted a hairdresser, Googled someone promising in Fourth Street: on Monday I met him at a party! Last night I met a neighbour on her way back from a thirty mile bike ride – impressive! – so invited her over and we sat eating and drinking and watching the moon set until ten o’clock. I can count on meeting people I know when I walk. The sheer physical beauty of the sea and sky, recognising the swallows which nest under one house as opposed to another, the softness of the air. Stefan’s publisher has taken to calling him ‘beloved’, I have the best clients in the world. My sister’s book is finished and in print, my children are contemplating adventure, and it all feels so good.

About Tricia Rose

Not distracted by shiny objects.
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2 Responses to Contentment

  1. kerrie says:

    It all sounds wonderful to me. I feel the same way about my community. That is why I want to stay in our cottage for the rest of my life. When we bought our home four years ago we intented to stay, so I planted myself in this community. As my children grow and leave to follow their own lives I intend to become even more involved…especially with the art community and community gardens. Then the Economy fell and hubby lost his job and we almost lost our home. I know that we still could lose it, but I will live here to the fullest, while I can.

  2. You look so relaxed, Tricia! Your life seems to flow effortlessly. Wonderful!! And I love the air that comes from the ocean!

    Your humor is great too… me, had only eyes for the dune fence, haha.

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