As I write, it is a warm day at the end of May. The dog is lying, panting, on the floor at my feet, occasionally opening a lazy eye to check all is well before snuffling back down into summer dreams of baby rabbits and cool walks in the wood.
I have been mulling over this blog for such a long time now, so uncertain how to proceed.
Sitting here today, it feels natural, and good, to type these words; there is no difficulty, and so much to tell, yet for so long I have not been inspired to write.....
Isaac has left school, and starts at Music Academy in August. He is well, and thriving, and the joy of that is in itself a reason to celebrate every day.
Jacob is thriving; he is in Thailand, on holiday with his adorable girl friend, and has finished 1st year of uni. The changes for him this year have been monumental, and all positive, another reason to rejoice.
The boys are older, more independent; their lives have changed, and mine also, in response.
I am quilting and sewing, and finding such creative satisfaction in doing so; creatively I am almost fulfilled, though there is lots more I want to do.
Life is busy, the boys are moving forwards, I am seeing a time on the distant horizon when they will both be pretty much independent. In many ways I have much more time than I did when they were younger, though Mother Nature abhors a vacuum, and so my days seem more full and hectic than ever.
So where does regular writing for this dear blog of mine fit, in the changed pattern of my days?
Simple answer is I don't know..........
Until I decide what to do, I am closing for the summer season.I hope to be back, but I need time to think, and refresh my ideas, and perhaps blog with a slightly different emphasis, or try a new format.
Thank you for reading my blog, and for your friendship, it has been a gift.
I will still be on Instagram, and the blog will still be here, but for now it's 'Au Reservoir' as my fictional heroine, Lucia would say, twinkling off down the cobbled street with silken scarf trailing, hat tilted just so, to protect her porcelain complexion from the sun; her mind buzzing with a million plans for the summer, as is mine......