At night rain on the rooftop, the house smelling of woodsmoke, the damp green air through the window that sits ajar. Awakening before dawn to a goldenorange moon spilling in flaming splendour down upon the mountains.
In the morning the house is full of moths, the garden sighs and heaves up, pushing up the green, and quickly we gather our things, a hurried shuffle out the door, driving away from our own lovely beach in search of sand and safe swimming.
For we have found ourselves in the midst of it, the holidays almost halfway done. Where has the time gone! We have frittered it and not even known!
And startled, we call to one another, spurred on by the sun that travels across the mountains, finding a different spot to rest each night, just a tiny bit further along.
We call and cry to one another, a new urgency upon us, Quick! Quick! There is fun to be done!
8 comments:
I don't think your time has been frittered at all! You have seized it and used it to it's best purpose - enjoying time with family in the best (Irish) nature has to offer! What else is there??
Oh Sadhbh, you are right, of course! I just realised that I had been thinking the wrong way around!
It's all happening now! :-)
I just need to appreciate it!
Precious days, indeed, Ciara. Thoughts to keep you warm this coming winter and beyond.
That first image- I could sit and look at that for an age!
One of the joys of the long summer holidays is the leisurely pace, the importance of chasing the sunshine, wherever that may be, the unknown of where the next day will take us!
Oh yes, it's a pleasure.
Thanks for the tipoff re Avoca's new shop on my blog, i'll look out for it!
And that first photo is just heavenly.
Summer holidays are for frittering!
I'm doing the very same this week and it's glorious!
Oh, this post really sums it up! Summer seems very much about chasing as much fun and sun as we can.
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