away

i've been away.  not away, away.  but in my head away.  i'm still away.  i will be back.  soon, i'm sure.  last night i went outside just as the sun was setting, the sky was tinted pink.  it's the first time i have wanted to reach for my camera for weeks.

Emma

harvest

i had a great weekend at harvest at jimmy's.  tagging along with my brother and his family it was great to spend time, eat, drink and play together.  i got one on one niece action too.  it was fab.

Emma

the greatest thing you'll ever learn

today is a race against time.  or at least it feels like it.  too much work to fit into too little time.  in an effort to speed up my work rate I listened again to guy garvey on 6music.  he played this song.  i remember hearing this song in moulin rouge and feeling as if i knew it, in fact hummed along to it but couldn't place where i had heard it before.  i  think this may be the original.  please welcome, mr nat king cole.

 

Emma

last night

i went to a friends to pick up some camping gear.  i'm under canvas this weekend. at a food festival.  very exciting.  only i don't camp.  i don't have the gear.  luckily i have friends who do so i can borrow.  thanks to wendy i am all kitted out.  she also fed me.  very nice it was too.  whilst we were sat sharing a glass of wine the light changed.  i grabbed my camera this is what i saw

if you look very closely (you will need to click to see the big picture) you can see a second rainbow.

Emma

Silver or Gold?

Ok.... I know that it's what inside that counts... That appearances don't matter and I still look 35 (or at least in my head). However, got a huge event at work on Friday and need to look the part, and feel confident. So as every girl knows the answer is a new outfit, as nothing feels so good as putting on a brand new dress or skirt and feeling special.
So, equipped with credit card I go on my hunt for an outfit. I try on a red suit (thinking colour equals confidence) but according to my son look like a tomato. Head to safe old Next and find a dress and jacket I love, and standing outside the changing rooms admire myself in the mirror thinking this is it. At which point a lady standing in the changing room informs mean I need jewerelly, and it needs to be gold as you get to a certain age and silver apparently ages you, leaving you washed out. I am now two inches tall. I love silver, and hate gold (in my head gold is old fashined, not cool, and for old people). I love silver and all my jewerelly is silver. Then my head is reeling, as it also means to a stranger I look like someone who needs to be told how to dress to look younger, which means I definitely don't look 35, and am obvioulsy looking old! Even worse this is on a day when I'm not tired as just back from holiday!!!
So the question to muse yourself with today, is at what age do you need to pack away the silver and bring out the gold....-and what do I do on Friday?

Jane

york

i went with a friend to visit another friend in york.  beautiful city.  we ate.  we did some shopping.  we walked.   a lot.  we also went to the minster where i

lit a candle.

thought of jane.

stood tall.

marveled at the organ.

looked up.

Emma

Chance meetings

Well, we've recently been away to Devon for the week, staying near a beautiful beach, managing to catch some last moments of summer sun and still enjoying building sandcastles even though we are all over 8:) All perfect except for the lack of internet.....so this is a delayed post.

We decided to go out for dinner. The place we wanted to go was fully booked, so we wandered up the hill and stopped at a place where a good cup of coffee had been drunk earlier in the day. They had a table if we didn't mind waiting for ten minutes. We waited eyeing the table of the family who were about to go so we could have their seats....then unexpectedly the table by the window with the sea view became empty first, and we were given the spot.
All happy and relaxed we chatted away...discussing whether to visit a nearby island the following day. Before we knew it a lady at the next table said 'I hope you don't mind me interrupting but...'.and started giving us friendly advice on where to go. Rather than turning back to our table we carried on talking, she had visited this part of Devon since she was a girl, her and her husband now in their sixties. As we talked the richness of their lives opened up...story after story of where they had lived round the world. Then Ellie piped up that it had been her birthday. When was it asked the lady? 6th August said Ellie. The lady looked taken a back- that's the same as mine'. A bond was formed, more conversations had and a hug on leaving.
We will never see them again- in yet in that hour we shared our lives, and they were more than strangers sitting on a table near us in the restaurant.
Don't you just love it when life brings people across your path,  people who you don't even know their name,  but you will still wonder about from time, people whose conversations made you reflect....true chance encounters.

Jane

i found them...

...at the bottom of the stairs...

...so cute.

Emma

i got carried away

i opened the curtains and saw sunshine and blue sky.  i got dressed accordingly.  i opened the back door to take a picture of the sight.  it's the 1st of september.  i'm off to get my cardi.

Emma