February’17

 

Long overdue and thank you. This one will run……

 

 

Backstory: After years of being trapped by the cyclic habit of pleasing others and hiding her pain, she wanted to literally and figuratively turn herself inside out.

” I sing for the the relentless, vulnerable, and the brave.”

 

Aaaaand, it’s starting……

 

 

 

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Thoughts…. far more expertly expressed than i could ever manage……

http://www.pipwilson.com/2017/01/understanding-donald-whats-so-good.html

I’m struggling to work out my own responses to the President of America, not that it should really affect me as i’m not American and am highly unlikely to ever go to the states.

But Pip’s reflections here Really Hit The Mark

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In haste, i’ll get this properly sorted….. later.

Mid-Jan, ’17…..

….and life has had a bit of a shake.

 

Nothing tremendous. No shocking explanations. Everything might look , well almost the same.

Only it’s not.

 

Priorities have been kicked about a little.

Family really is coming first and starting with me.

It’s the only way to go and it’s taken a while to get here.

 

Today’s specific choice was to drop into (and spend some time in) a large, open, Catholic church in our city centre.

That was a GOOD choice and might well be prioritised again.

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Ireland

dsc06767So…..

……..i’ve visited Ireland!

+ tbh i have ONLY visited because the most recent (and very gorgeous) grandchild lives there and i hadn’t met him yet.

Where to start?

Well there is the confetti like scattering of dwellings….

The steady stream of ruins…..(mostly churches)……

Homes with no roofs are common place……..

Land is all………..

The beauty, which is at every turn, is positively intoxicating……

……and were i twenty years younger i would go and live there In A Heartbeat.

 

But i’m not.

So i won’t.

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In this anonymous space i can say……

….that i have just shrunk two, woollen, long, gorgeous jumpers that my beloved husband bought back (this week) from his travels in the south of our country.

 

In my defence……(slight)…..tiredness played a part.

 

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So

Am i cross?

Upset?

Amused?

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Those emotions (as yet unidentified) are galloping around my entire body!

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October

Ate what really was the very last of our wild strawberries 🙂

Hauled most of the plants o-u-t of our front garden soil and into pots- tidying that little patch up until it looks Suitably Suburban and actually not like something that is to do with me at all……

Walked the hound until he stopped and asked to go home again!

Forgot to make jam.

 

[That last one can be sorted later, the fruit is in the freezer &  local blackberry bushes are all done and dusted. Time for sticky work surfaces another day…….]

Today really was a day for sitting in the sunshine and sieving soil, a time and a space to be comfortable and to have my hands in compost ….that i have nurtured! OK. The nails could look  better but then again, acrylics are not really my thing ( to put it mildly….) so that’s ok. The front now looks uncomfortably not like my garden! But this needs to happen. And the only way to get from where we are now….to where we want to be….is to sort our home and sort the garden ….and at some point in time……..decide what to do next.

 

  • There is another grandchild to be introduced to, this must happen and soon.
  • Am taking a few days out this week , long overdue.
  • Old friends are resurfacing, just like the yummy autumnal mushrooms that are also appearing all over the place. Other friends are moving. So a totally new address book calleth
  • Work requires a certain ’embedding’

 

In short……my roots are being distinctly loosened.

 

 

 

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We’ve eaten outdoors lots this year……this was maybe my favourite meal  🙂

 

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