While working quietly this morning, I had the distinct feeling that I was being watched. I turned around to find this young mum at my window. She has been at my window alot lately, even when it's open she doesn't hesitate to pop her head in. I'm not sure why she suddenly feels the need to come so close, have I been feeding her and her little ones too much from the kitchen window and now she expects more? There is a silent rule between me and the water creatures that I will only give when I can, not when they want. And of course when there are little ones around I will give a little extra - you know, instead of just the left over stale slices of bread I might throw in a fresh slice.
But this one doesn't seem to understand the boundaries. She has been shooed off a number of times but still, she persists. She looks at me in a way that makes me feel guilty for not having food for her when she needs it, and some times I cave in and give her the only piece of bread left, the very slice I was about to eat. Then I see other canal dwellers like myself throw great bundles of bread out for her and her family and I say to her, "you see? Not only do you live in an already incredibly bountiful environment, you are also given so much on a regular basis, much much more than is given to those around you. You have more than enough so be happy with what you have, don't wish for more".
But still, she stares at me through my window. It's become clear that we don't understand each other and that perhaps I have given too much. I've decided it's time I stop.
PS I am going to announce the giveaway winner tomorrow! I hope the suspense does not drive you mad before then...