Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Blog giveaway today...!



I've really appreciated all your comments, support and presence here, its made every post worth writing, knowing you're there.
As a thank you, I'm offering a little giveaway on my new blog over here.

I'd love you to come with me as I journey on, writing, discovering painting, growing, it's amazing to have you on board.
See you there!!

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

I'm now somewhere else....blog move....




Hello, and goodbye...no...please don't leave, I've just hopped over to wordpress, come over and follow me here 
Just a warning, that as part of the move I've had to manually republish all of my archives, and some  have rather strangely republished themselves out of date order. So occasionally an unseasonal winter post from two years ago may pop up, sorry.
If anyone has any remedy to this...let me know..in the meantime...see you over there, I'm having a little giveaway within the next week to celebrate the move.....
See you there!

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Wednesday gratitude



This week I am grateful for...This joyous little being.....yes just look, pulling himself up already....

Fresh greens, abundant and life giving

Green smoothies, new breakfast....






Openings to sorrow...more healing and life affirming than grey

Sugar and dairy free hot chocolate, made by blending a banana with rice milk, cocoa powder and maca, whisking in hot rice or soy milk...so delicious!!


Firewood, we still need it....

Our pregnant cat....I'm trying to relax into this one...


White feathers....always..




Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Wednesday gratitude

This week I am grateful for....

Nettle risotto, the first of the year, with fresh nettles and wild garlic...so delicious.

Planting seeds, basil, lettuce, hyssop, dill, echinacea...... the promise of healing to come.

Finch in the polytunnels, playing for the first time instead of tucked up in the sling.

Air drying clay and our coil pots, my first in about thirty years......

Heart sharing, and listening, being heard...

Bare feet outside, I'd forgotten.

Spring flowers and the sunshine....   and hawthorn leaves. Lily used to refuse cabbage and spinach but munch happily on wild greens every Spring.


The lengthening and brightening days start to awaken connection, feeling, sharing, crying; after the months of hibernation I always feel newly peeled in Spring, slightly raw and exposed, less grey, feeling more intensely, joy and grief in equal measure.

Starting a new writing project.....an important one....

What are you grateful for this week?

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Wednesday Gratitude`

Yes I know its Thursday, but I couldn't yesterday and that is fine.
So today on Thursday I am grateful for:

The Spring and all its decadent, delicate finery and frippery, flirting frilly daffodils, primroses, declining snowdrops and the beginnings of pink frothy blossom. So Joyful.

The City. Tansy and I went to Plymouth to shop.... This is something I never do....away from my hippyville rural existence...it was fun.

My new pastels. Result of my trip to Plymouth

Talking with women...they just get it.

First meeting of the herb group in the community I live in....exciting discussions and planting plans.

Home ed trip to a beautiful and inspiring art exhibition.....left filled with notes and ideas for me and them!

Finch's new sleeping pattern ..more evening time.....

Bed time.....hot water bottles, books, a pen, herb tea ...sleep... bliss...

What are you grateful for this week?






Saturday, 1 March 2014

Pacing restlessly about

Ok, its ten in the evening and I have finally settled to work. The internet is playing up...or rather a combination of old computer and tenuous internet cable; which needs to be delicately wedged into place by a strategic piece of cotton wool/matchstick/slim book. The slightest movement disconnects me immediately, and ten minutes of rejiggling the matchstick/ cottonwool /slim book ensues, before I can carry on. I am supposed to be transferring an article about my  blessingway ceremony from paper to laptop, but I'm blogging instead and posting arty pictures of horses on Pinterest

The problem with starting at ten is that of course I am pretty much ready for bed. Finch at seven months is obviously in the throes of producing some more teeth and our fairly low key  nights have ramped up to several unhappy  nocturnal awakenings during which I alternately groan, beg, (for sleep) sing, swear and ultimately give him what he wanted all along. ....we all know what that is....

But I'm tired.

And as usual I feel as though I am clinging to the rock face of my daily existence by a fingernail.

The washing up bowl is always overflowing, and the sink unaccountably often full of a sludge resembling rice and carrots. The laundry tumbles into our bedroom in a frivolous and insensitive manner every single day and no matter how many hours I stolidly plod through the monotony, I mean meditative process of folding, sorting and putting away, it never diminishes. The compost bin is always full,  ditto the bin, the recycling, the cat tray, my head. Everything is full, and I haven't even got onto the random detritus/belongings which surge into every available space.

A couple of days ago , Tansy and Leo were in the midst of their Thursday morning tidy up...picking up clothes, sorting toys. Tansy decided to muck out under her bed  and I found her, practically weeping, surrounded by a sea of nameless and useless objects which I'm sure you can all imagine. A painted rock given by a well meaning relative..make that five actually, a torn sylvanian rabbit dress, various fragments of paper, a broken doll chair, three notebooks and four discarded purses....etc.

'But Mum I don't want any of this stuff I can't deal with it', she wailed.

We now have  box containing five painted stones, a torn sylvanian rabbit dress, and many many other delights which await my involvment to sort and categorise and bin/ bag up for charity.

And mountains of unworn clothes.

And sometimes I wonder if my life is this, pacing restlessly from room to room, a baby on my hip scanning continuously, noting areas which need my attention...oh yes, Tansy's jodphurs, must mend them before tomorrow...don't forget to return that bag of maternity clothes to Rowena, God that pile of dirty tea towels, must run that to the laundry on my next trip up the stairs, oh the beansprouts haven't been rinsed for two days and I MUST pay the rent and tax the car and  do that DBS form for our German student . Jesus the toilet and Finches woollies, and WHAT THE HELL ARE WE GOING TO EAT TONIGHT??


And I keep pacing, swapping Finch from hip to hip, less from a desire to balance my back than from sheer restless frustration at how little I can achieve of these interminable, dull tasks. As if the pacing and swapping can somehow soothe and placate me, until his nap when all I really want to do is paint. And breathlessly I race through the most urgent jobs, tripping over my feet and banging my elbows and hips in my haste to get to my beautiful sunny bedroom all full of delicious, creamy acrylic paints and paper and gesso and charcoal.

When Finch's  head rises  up from under his blanket and sends me a bleary little smile, his cheeks all rosy from his nap, I have such a twist of emotions...a sinking that it will be several hours, or more likely a day , until I can paint again, and a rush of love for this dear little thing, so sunny so soft and adorable.

And the sun shines, the crocuses bloom under the big lime tree on the front lawn and what is important?

Why am I pacing about and sorting through piles of rubbish when life should be simple?

Does anyone else struggle to keep things in balance?
I'm sure its not just me.....


















Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Wednesday gratitude

I know I didn't do this last week apart from in my head, I was in a bus all day, and ...well its plainly not the day for complaining....so that story will have to keep.!!

This week I am grateful for ....

The sun. It was nearly warm today....

The community I live in.. as Spring rolls closer, I am coming out of my winter hibernation....planting trees, chasing chickens, dropping by for cups of tea. We live in such beautiful land and

New painting and printing techniques...so exciting

Snowdrops and crocuses...Tansy, Leo, Finch and I spent an hour sitting among them this morning and making felt flower fairies in the sun.

My crawling baby.....

More beautiful photographs from my talented son.....

Being tired.....well there's got to be something positive about it!....it makes me whittle down to the basics.....and yes go to bed a bit earlier!

That's now..night night!!