yesterday my son was hankering to see his grandparents and nearby village, one of those sleepy deserted sussex villages with a few old flint houses, a pub, church, the ruins of an old manor house with a few ghosts probably, a small lake with a boathouse, watermill and at the top of the village, the magic playground.. where he went with his omi.. a swing, a slide underneath a big oak tree and carrying on further through a small wood and over the field our home. sitting there on this late sunny september afternoon, wished could rewind time. didnt occur to me at the time, how beautiful it was, it was just home

Seagulls are flying

Been watching Brighton play Liverpool tonight, Congratulations Liverpool for winning but think Brighton played their hearts out and showed no fear. wondering why one of the players didnt have a number on his shirt

Dancing in the rain

http://positiveadaptation.blogspot.com/2009/05/learning-to-dance-in-rain.html

smoke signals maybe

About a week ago, spent four days in Southern Ireland to see the tall ships beginning their race across to Scandinavia from Waterford. The countryside was beautiful and people very welcoming. Dropped my camera thou, so memories in mind and heart. The park around the Blarney Castle was so green and purple dragonflys buzzed around us. Never reallised so many castles. We went on a small boat up the Blackwater river.. and saw so many huge gannets fishing from the river's edge and the ruins of an abbey where one of the knight's templar is buried. A little dog called Pharoh came along for the ride.

We visited Cobh where the Titanic sailed from - wernt expecting the busy town with a large cathedral clinging to the end of the peninsular overlooking the widest estuary where the river flowed down from Cork

We drove over the Wicklow mountains and then watched life go by in the harbour in Wicklow.

Before we flew home we walked beside the river in Mount Usher gardens and more dragonflys, blue ones buzzed us. Then we waited in a chocolate lounge in Dublin airport, where all kinds of chocolate wizzed around on a conveyor belt and watched the planes being prepared for take off and small trucks toeing them across the tarmac with the blue Wicklow mountains in the distance before flying home in a small green plane with a shamrock on the side.

midsummer's eve and...

driving back from Ikea early evening with some beautiful material that looks almost like it could be made into a kimono, thought the way cars rushing home almost like life, wizzing by from one lane to another, with little time to think or be aware of what they are going past, on autopilot almost.. but later scent of roses in the dusk in our slightly overgrown garden and rain falling softly, moment peaceful and timeless