it's worth the wait

new phones don't come along very often for me.  in fact i had to wait a lot longer than anticipated for this one.  it was worth it.  finally i will have internet access on the move.  how very modern of me.  i'm enjoying the new kid on the block.  also strangely enjoying being incommunicado whilst my number is being ported.  only for 48 hours.  maybe that's why.  

Emma

new do (and dress, thanks mim)

Emma

so i forgot

i had an old friend to stay.  he brought a new friend.  i bought flowers.  thought it would be nice to put one, just one in the bedroom.  it's the spare room.  obviously i don't go in as often as i thought.

tulips are my favourite.

(thought i would tell you what it was in case you couldn't tell.)

i think they look as beautiful dried (ahem) as they do fresh.  don't you agree?  

i write this whilst thunder is rumbling & rain is lashing down outside.  the first rain like this for weeks.  i bet my garden is glad.  note to self: weeds don't look as beautiful dried.

Emma

bank holiday sunshine

after william and catherine exchanged a ring we headed off to wales.  the sun came out to play.  so too did the wind.  not so much of a tan aquired, more wind burn, well at least i wasn't lobster red for a change.  lots of sleep was had.  nice wine & food too.  ready to face the challenge of the week.  refreshed.  reinvigorated. relaxed.

Emma

Easter hope

Beautiful weather...clear blue skies....Norfolk windmills, making you look to the sky. Easter has been mixed, times of real happiness that you want to capture and hold on to, mixed with times of real despair as all the relationships around you that are so important seem so hard.....At times like that it is hard to look to up. How do you lift yourself and rise- to not give in? Easter is about the grief, sadness that is followed by hope and joy.  I want to climb up that windmill and get to the top - I need to keep focussing on that sky.

Jane

Landscape of Life

What are days for? The beauty of spring, caught in the sunlight makes me stop. Weekends with friends provide space for laughter, reflection and the bond of being with people who understand and love you. After the stress of the week with no time to breathe these spaces are even more treasured. As we muse on the 'landscape of life' I wonder how much can we change our own landscape?  What control do we have, or is it how we walk within it? I am challenged on Sunday morning about how I can make a difference, about looking beyond me.  I want my landscape to be a place of giving, where there is space to breathe and time for the important......the challenge of the week commences.

Jane

last night, birthday morning

Emma