You were always happy to see me go away...

 ...and no less delighted when I returned. It's one of the things I most valued about our life together - that you didn't assume I would vanish or misbehave if out of sight, and that you trusted me to know how to enjoy and manage and do things...

When I was asked, the first time, if I would like to go to an Instructors' weekend for the Wild Goose Qigong, you said "Shall I put some diesel in the van?"

Not "Oh, don't go" or "Oh, I don't trust you out of my sight" or "You can't do that with a strange man in your car" or any such. It makes me happy still that this was your first response..

I drove to Scotland to Dance and Gather, by myself, singing "I'm over 50., I can do as I like" all the way, and stayed 13 days. it was the furthest I had been on my own and the longest away in my entire adult life...

So, now I'm off to tour around England and Scotland and Wales on my own, in a borrowed wagon, with books and machines and tools and, I hope, with good people to visit and lots of nice places to see.. You will be with me, in spirit, and we will have a good time, I know it...

Kite show, 2005

Rant Warning

 How come, when someone appears to be relatively civilised, adult, and cultured on the phone, they turn out to be a nasty, foul-mouthed, shouty ignorant, uncultured, stupid, bad-mannered four-year-old in person?

And, if promised a nice break with good food, travel, change of scenery, mutual conversation, and a bit of touristing, did I get  a week of being treated like an idiot, contradicted, shouted-at, disparaged, my car criticised, told every 5 minutes I was stupid (now, you actually know I'm not stupid)  and that everything I did was wrong, in my whole life?

So, I'm angry, and sad, and I feel that I was conned, but at least I'm not that unpleasant...

Grrrrr!

Mostly

I've been managing, but some days I really think that there's just too much to do. The garden calls, but it's hard work, and by gum there's a lot in the "to burn" bags. And the house is full of stuff that needs putting away. And the newsletter. And the patterns stuff. And organising a holiday (now, that does seem like a good idea) in a couple of weeks time. And the Antiques Market (I do hope it doesn't rain, but I have arranged most of that)

And...

And...

And...

And I just want to go back to bed and sleep, and sleep, and sleep...

Rattle of Spring...

 Would be a Rustle, but that seems too quiet

I always knew when something was bothering you, because whatever-it-was would vanish from your conversation.. Lately, this seems to be everything, and I feel ever-so-slightly like I need to justify what I do...

It's not so dusty lately and the evening house glows nicely

in the pinkness of evening

I wish you could see...

Perhaps you can...

Snow Light

Lovely light at the end of the day

I was shovelling snow, to get out of the car park. Snow plough shut me in
I'm so grateful for my big beastie of a car in this

 

Cold, and a bit Lonely

Enough said...

 

Word For The Year...

... is Unblock

I have been finding it hard to get motivated, and some days, to get out of bed, and I fail at the least little catch-point, then find I have abandoned a good deal of work for the sake of getting finished. So, although this is not such a great image as last year's Renaissance , I think it may well be more useful

Image - full moon just about to breach the clouds, taken with my phone...