then one Christmas morning, there it was.
Thoughts
The Christmas Tree…. a potted tale.
It was such a lovely moment, that if an orchestra had started up in the background, I wouldn't have been surprised.
A Christmas Robin.
There is something so comforting about this quintessentially British little bird.
My friend Sue.
As I start my car, a warm smile of contentment travels from my face to my heart.
Autumn I thank you.
There is always an autumn poem to write or a photo to be taken, or conkers and berries to collect.
La vie en rose.
Two days, two girls and a furry companion.
So softly they fall.
Their beauty shone with the rising sun.
Autumn Rain.
Lifted high on winds unseen then falling back... autumn rain
For the love of Simon.
Each little step was a tearful ,joyful reminder of how far he'd come.. how far we had all come.
Daily Prompt: Succumb
Laying each night in sheets of shattered glass and fading memories.
Squirrel Sunday.
From tiny acorns mighty oak trees grow.
The Hug.
Research suggests that we all need at least 8 hugs a day..
White feather moments.
For a moment I stood and looked at it, then with a smile on my face I picked it up and put it in my pocket.
Cottage life.
the natural warmth and smell turn a long winters evening into a romantic scene from 'The Holiday'....
A new season.
I still can't resist walking through puddles...
Travelling light.
This journey had me spellbound
Parfum de tomate.
And there it was the 'Ivy wave'
Miracles take time.
The miracle never came... or did it?
A touch of honesty.
However I soon learnt to race up to the front to avoid more bruises.
Through rose tinted glasses. 