Reflections of a Sussex Girl in the Peak District.
“There’s no way to be a perfect mother and a million ways to be a good one.” – Jill Churchill Mums are wise and are good at knowing what to say. Mums are steadfast, always there, even if it's just to sit by our sides and let us know that everything is ok. Mums are…
I have a routine now when I get one of those dreaded but half expected phone calls from the supported living complex where my son Simon sometimes, 'not so' happily resides. I hear the familiar voice of the care worker on the phone as she tentatively explains the latest predicament, and sense the hope in…
He's growing tired, and soon 'Old man Winter" will hang up his cap....
How do you feel when you wake up to the sound of that wintery silence outside and you just know before you get out of bed, that there is a layer of snow on the ground? Does it make you want to shoot back under the covers and wrap them tightly around your neck. Or…
This Christmas I decided to take on an Icelandic Christmas tradition of giving a book as a present on Christmas Eve. Im not sure how I came across this idea but I thought it was rather a good one, and especially with Christmas 2020 having a 'Covid Cloud' hovering above it and everyone having to…
https://youtu.be/GNEj7hA93P0 I was just listening to thus song that my little brother recorded a few years ago and thought I would share it. Happy Christmas to all😍 Love Alison x
When do you begin to feel full of Christmas spirit? I know that this year is going to be a very different one for most of us, and for many it will undoubtedly be a quiet and possibly lonely one, but I still can't help but feel that little tingle of Christmas expectation building up…
..it was a place where milk could be spilt and tears could be shed...
'Nonna thursdays' are becomming quite a regular event as I drive down from the Peak District every week to spend a day looking after my little grandson. Daddy makes Nonna a coffee and a little voice pipes up asking for a 'babychino'. That little cutey loves the frothy milk and there is nothing sweeter than…
I hope you are enjoying the beauty and colourful scenes of Autumn wherever you are. Love Alison x
as the breeze gently blows...
As i looked out on the world this morning..
Covid-19 continues to affect us all in so many different ways. I wonder how it has affected your life as one of the readers of my blog? Im sure we could do breakfast, lunch and dinner with lots of latte's in between if we were to sit and share our stories of this sad and…
Love Alison x
Driving back to the Peak district today after a day spent enjoying Arlos' company and being the best Nonna I could be, I was aware of how my body began to relax as I got my first sighting of those wonderful green hills. It was as if all my problems and worries started to ebb…
From the day I moved to the Peak District, seeing an owl was on my list of most hoped for sightings. I dont think ive ever seen one other than in captivity. Im sure you can imagine my excitement when i saw these two 'Little Owls' cosied up next to one another and clearly very…
Life has taken me down a few unexpected roads over the last couple of months but im thankful that I am still able to enjoy Peak District scenes like this one. So much of life in the Peaks looks like an artist is displaying his work on a huge life size canvas and I love…
What fills you with hope as you go through your day? I know for me it's often a beautiful, unexpected flower, an awe inspiring sunset or rainbow, or a flock of birds flying across a clear blue sky. For the Emily Dickinson lovers among us we would have read that 'Hope is the thing…
Don't you think they are just the friendliest flowers.
I couldnt resist sharing some of the photos I've taken of lambs cosying up to each other. Im sure just like me, you are longing once again to relish in the freedom of hugging friends and family members, that you have had to distance yourself from over the last couple of months. Human touch is…
Do you find comfort at times in your own creations and writing? I smile to myself when I find strength from a past post or poem. I thought I would re-post this today as I needed to read it and maybe it will bring hope to others too.
When life is tough And all is dark And the tunnels end is out of sight, And days are endless and minutes as hours tick slowly by as a fretful night. Make hope your friend. When love is lost and grief weighs down and tears like raindrops fall from the heart, and the moments on waking are too much to bare and your faced with a day that has no start. Make hope your friend. Hope is the buoy that keeps you afloat that steers your ship through the roughest of storms, the northern star and guiding light the unseen blanket keeping you warm. The upholder of dreams the strength to move on the path to a future when none can be seen, an acceptance of now knowing change will come And flowers will blossom where thorns had once been Hope. By Alison Fielding.
Through rose tinted glasses. 