Tuesday, 27 September 2011

The weather today is perfect. Lovely bright sunshine and warm too. My thoughts are turning though to cooler times so I'm looking forward to warm feet in the slippers I finished yesterday:)

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Sunday relaxation. Breakfast porridge, knitting slippers and afternoon coffee and Welsh Cakes.

Friday, 23 September 2011


Making a list of ingredients I need to make a Christmas Pudding from a favourite tried and tested recipe.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Sunday, 18 September 2011

It's been a beautiful autumn day. When the cats weren't in the garden they were doing their 'book-ends' impression in the bedroom window. The roses are still flowering their little hearts out and the Evening Primroses look fresher and more insect free now than they did a few weeks ago. I love autumn, pottering in the garden. There's a difference to the air, a sense of nature starting to close down but not quite ready just yet to go to sleep completely.
Innocence ~ my baby grandson.

Friday, 16 September 2011

Brotherly love - Alfie and Boo. These two are so close:)

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Baby grandson's things. It only seems like yesterday that they were my son's things sitting on the dresser but my boy will be twenty seven next week.

Saturday, 10 September 2011

The past fourteen days have been a complete nightmare. Fourteen days out of my life which I need to put firmly behind me. Not just the heartbreak of my two beautiful cats going missing but some huge family upheaval which has resulted in a lot of heartache. Today is the first time I have breathed easily for what seems like a very long time. I sat in the garden earlier taking stock of my life, being thankful for many things, accepting that awful things happen to people every second of every day. We do get over them, recover, heal and adjust. I looked up at the beautiful sky and instead of wondering for the umpteenth time, why me, I understood that when everything seems to be falling apart at the seams something new can emerge from the damaged fabric. Lessons are learned, we are jolted out of our complacency and we appreciate what we do have. I sat and watched my remaining furbies, thankful that I still have them to make me laugh out loud. Thankful that the family crisis at least for now has calmed down. Of course there will always be events which stretch us both mentally and physically, push us to the limits of our endurance but we can and do get through them. A little older, a little wiser, perhaps with our faith in human nature somewhat diminished but not completely destroyed. All I ask for now is a little peace to recover.


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A Down to Earth Dreamer