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Can you tell I’m excited?

Today is lunch day

Meeting with friends in Farnham

Raymond Blanc awaits!

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Or, to put it another way,

Can you tell I don’t get out very much?

:)

Minor irritations

The Daily prompt is not something I usually follow or use as inspiration. However, today I am boldly going where I have not gone before. I am going to answer with a question…..

Should the prompt be ‘Daring TO do’?

or

‘Derring Do’

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Back later with the Weekly Photo Challenge if it inspires ;)

  1. The Train On The Tracks | The Jittery Goat
  2. Minor irritations | Chittle Chattle
  3. Daring Do | Geek Ergo Sum
  4. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Under the Monkey Tree
  5. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Diary of Dennis
  6. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | kimmiecode :)
  7. El Hombre Viril: The Abridged Epic of Julio and the Sun God | Finale to an Entrance
  8. Saving an abused child | alienorajt
  9. An 8 month old called Lili | The Number FiftyTwo
  10. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Basically Beyond Basic
  11. bold | yi-ching lin photography
  12. Saved the Giddy Goat | Underneath her little mind
  13. Daring Do At Your Rescue | Kansa Muse
  14. When I Was Supermom | mycookinglifebypatty
  15. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  16. …is beautiful | peacefulblessedstar

OK, so you know I’m odd :)

Yesterday we visited Salisbury. We have great affection for the city as DH lived there for a while, and his parents were residents for many years. We were near the cathedral

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and I took this picture from the passenger seat of the car as we drove away.

I was unsure of the finished result until I saw it on the computer, but I love the way the sunlight is just hinting from behind the spire – and the tiny flecks of daylight (behind the tree) that were a total surprise. Most of all, though, I like the way the scaffolding, of all things, is a horizontal foil to the vertical of the main construction.

As I said…… you know I’m odd :)

(And Janet, if you are reading this, ask me if I’ve used the design elements herein when we finally have that lunch ;) )

Stress and a Limerick

I have had a very stressful and worrying few weeks, no need to burden anyone, but today I am feeling more stressed than ever. It will pass, and I’m not really worried. However, it isn’t a state in which I often find myself. Nothing to do with the situation, but all this probably shows in the following rather tasteless Limerick which was written as a response to Harry’s challenge.

When taking a walk or a hike
With someone you don’t really like,
The pond is the place
If you run out of grace
You can feed them head first to the Pike!

I’ll find my grace soon, but at the moment it is being sadly tried. Maybe it’s partly because my current ‘theme’ of artwork is ‘Alzheimers’. Here’s just a quick glimpse.

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It won’t mean much to you in this form, but maybe I’ll show you more in the near future. I’m ‘Artist in Residence’ at Missenden Abbey on Tuesday, I’ll have some of it with me and will hopefully be doing more while I’m there. If you are in the neighbourhood why not come and see what’s going on? Just ask at reception and they’ll tell you where to find me.

To my first born

Sweet babe in arms
for then
You were the centre of my world.
I gave you life
and LOVE, unmeasured,
knew no bounds.

I gave you life
and thought not, then,
of future and of pain.
Your world was mine,
and I would give you ALL
if that were asked.

So, now as then
YOUR peace and freedom
do I seek.
Your beauty is unchanged
but now I see
you as full grown

With strength and courage,
deep within your soul,
your Spirit free,
accountable and honest.
Your heart is full with
patience and compassion.

I still would give you all
for such is mother’s love
but now your ties are broken
and my heart is glad
to see you wander free
but firmly planted.

Once Upon a Time – 2

Last week I told you a little story. I like to think that it was a happy story. Today I want to introduce you to another plant in our garden. There is a story behind this one too, but it is very different.

My grandmother was brought up by her sister after her mother died. This meant that my mother and her cousins were very close, even though they were older. One lived not far from us in Middlesex, and we would often visit. Aunt Rita only had one son, but she had two beautiful grand-daughters, both of whom married very well. On one of the visits to Twickenham Aunt Rita gave my mother a plant from her garden.

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This plant is not so well travelled as the Viola as it was only passed on about 15 years ago, but part of it has been in our garden for a number of years, and the photo above shows it last week, just before we dealt with the bindweed. It is a pretty Osteopermum, which changes from white to lilac as it ages. It only opens when the sun is shining, so we didn’t see much of it last year, but this year the flowers have been quite abundant and prolific.

In the last summer of her time at home my mother spent many days enjoying her garden. Towards the end she wasn’t able to potter around it as much as she would have liked, but this plant was one of her favourites. She would think of Rita and we would talk about her. Sadly, the last couple of years of Rita’s life were filled with great sadness and sorrow. One of her beautiful grand-daughters was murdered by her husband. It was a case that filled the national newspapers at the time, each day bringing new revelations about the ‘other’ life that the husband led. Mum was convinced that it was this that ‘killed’ Aunt Rita.

Who knows?