boo and glo

london. family. hanging with the girls. saturday afternoon - the fair. sunday afternoon - one on one niece, mummy and auntie time. love. grateful to spend time. until next time.

Emma

inRL

last week jane and i experienced our first in real life meet up with a fellow blogger. the fact she had travelled from america and we had travelled to london to meet her, well it blew all of our minds. we drank tea not once but twice, ate lunch, walked the streets of london, travelled the tube, took shelly to her favourite bookshop (one we had never heard of but highly recommend) and talked like we had known each other for years. thats the thing about daring to write online you make connections with people you would otherwise never have met. it was a great day. the sun shone, the wind blew, the conversation flowed and thanks to shelly we now have a new head shot.

Emma

Sunday Afternoon Walk

Rest and walking, the weather might be gloomy but it still looked stunning.

Jane

welsh extravaganza - part two

 

 

this weekend i took a flying visit to my mums. i'd forgotten it was a bank holiday, how i managed that i have no idea. the area they live in was having a victorian extravaganza we spent one day looking at the sights and sounds of old victoriana and the next relaxing on the beach. the sun put it's hat on and we walked, read, chatted, and ate in it's presence. and boy that welsh air, it knocks you out. sleep came easy and was welcome.

Emma

welsh extravaganza - part one

 

 

 

Emma

Spring parade

The last few days the sun has come out to play. The blossom and bluebells have responded.

'See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labour or spin, yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field which is here today .....will he not much more clothe you?...So do not worry'.
Matthew 6 V 28-31

Nature giving me a little nudge to-day....


Jane

this time next year...

a couple of weeks ago i chimed in on a conversation about winning the lottery and how much money it would take to live a millionaires lifestyle. as the conversation progressed it became obvious that a millionaires lifestyle cost you whatever you expected a millionaires lifestyle to look like, whether that was living mortgage free or having the ability to do whatever you wanted whenever you wanted. what struck me was the talk around what you want verses what you need. 

this past week i have struggled to juggle balls that give me everything i need; wants went out of the window. so too did the concern i was wanting too much. this week gave me new eyes for what i have and by the end of the day yesterday i realised i had appreciated life on a small scale; i had mailed words of admiration, text words of thanks, listened to a friends relief that overwhelming circumstances and illness had left her house, sat outside and basked in sunshine long enough to warm my skin, realised my strawberry plants were sprouting (and the lawn needs mowing), listened to birds sing, ate a little bit of what i fancied, drank a little bit of what i fancied and supported a friend who each week teaches a class of willing amateurs to become one voice. i was rewarded with connection and a huge amount of laughter. 

yesterday reminded me that looking outside of yourself reaps riches and when you have that kind of gold who needs to win the lottery.

Emma