This Morning At Home.

From my warm kitchen, coffee in hand,



Out into the singing garden,



A peek at the sea,



Sunrise.

Most Wonderful Wonderful...

There is something
There is magic, Caught
in the hours we spend together,
you and I.



Like skipping stones on the sea.
I marvel at it with wondrous eyes,



and that moment it skips
yet again.



My heart...

One For The Birds.

The birds are returning.
In front of our house is the sea, and behind our house is a bird marsh. The last couple of days I have woken up to the welcome joyous cacophony of mad little birds singing their tiny hearts out. They are so happy. It fills my heart!
It's amazing, the minute we hit February, by the day they are returning. We do get a few all throughout the winter but then once spring comes all hell breaks loose. In a good way.
I know other places have more colourful, more exotic birds, but we love our little mostly-brown-friends.
Welcome back dear hearts.

Back In The Real world.

So today we ventured out, back into the real world, tho all feeling a bit wobbly. The Smallest is still not 100% poor fella.
Middle Son went to T's birthday and we all tagged along.





It was nice to be out and about again. Thanks Liz and Keith!

Time Out Two.

We've all been ill over the last few days. So yesterday, we pulled out the sofa bed and all piled on and watched a succession of movies, as well as squeezing in the rugby match. We all agreed that sometimes it's nice to be forced to stop and just spend a day just lying about together.

Although we could do without feeling so ill...