Wednesday, February 22, 2012

It's just temporary...






sorry, we're closed;
owner's off on holiday
xxx


Landscapes @ The Gallery




Landscapes are everywhere.




I remember very clearly the first time I took a photo of a landscape and then the excitement of seeing it developed - I had caught nature and there is was standing still for me to see over and over again.  A moment in time to remember forever.  Looking through my albums this morning, I have caught many a landscape over the years; it's been difficult to find a single favourite.  As I looked, I wondered where time has gone, the years have flown by, but at least I have moments caught on film to remind me of my trips near and far. 








nz - the land of the long white cloud - my spiritual home - 2006






Landscapes are everywhere:
Look for them today;
They are nature's gallery
To be shared.





Pop on over to Tara's The Gallery to explore our world of Landscapes.

Snowdrops





Snowdrops remind me of weekends at my Grannie's;
I would spend my time searching for them
and jump for joy when they appeared.
Now I wait for them to herald the end of Winter,
Welcoming the spring and all that is new -
All that is possible for the year ahead.
And perhaps they console me, too,
Soothing the heart with their purity. 








To the Snowdrops

Oh snowdrops, I think that
You came in the night,
In only your nighties
And that's why you're white.
The world was all sleeping
With never a sound,
You wanted to see it
So came through the ground.
I think that you're smiling,
But still feel too shy
To lift your sweet faces
To smile at the sky


 
  Melinda Kennedy

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

I hugged a heart


orla @no.21




I made someone's day:
I gave them a gift.
She has coveted mine for six years now;
It was time for one of her own - well past time!
She deserves to be spoiled...
She's deserves a little love.
I made her cry -
I never expected to see her cry...
I didn't want to see her tears,
Only her smiles.
We smiled together
And our hearts glowed brightly.




This is what I mean by hugging a heart - there are people out there needing their hearts hugged tight, needing a little love.  Go, on Hug a Heart today, make someone feel loved and appreciated...  Someday you might be hugged right back.









Thursday, February 16, 2012

One day? Make it today!

make today count;
do something for another living soul.
do something small,
something meaningful -
you could make their day
(and yours too!)
smile at a passerby,
buy a stranger a coffee,
give someone a posy of flowers.
you never know what sort of day someone might be having -
reach out to them and one day someone might do the same for you too.














"one day"

sometimes I lay
under the moon
and thank God I'm breathing
then I pray
don't take me soon
cause I am here for a reason
sometimes in my tears I drown
but I never let it get me down
so when negativity surrounds
I know some day it'll all turn around
because
all my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
for the people to say
that we don't wanna fight no more
there'll be no more wars
and our children will play
one day
it's not about
win or lose cause
we all lose
when they feed on the souls of the innocent
blood drenched pavement
keep on moving though the waters stay raging
in this maze you can lose your way (your way)
it might drive you crazy but don't let it faze you no way (no way)
sometimes in my tears I drown
but I never let it get me down
so when negativity surrounds
I know some day it'll all turn around
because
all my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
for the people to say
that we don't wanna fight no more
there'll be no more wars
and our children will play
one day
one day this all will change
treat people the same
stop with the violence
down with the hate
one day we'll all be free
and proud to be
under the same sun
singing songs of freedom like
one day
all my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
for the people to say
that we don't wanna fight no more
there'll be no more wars
and our children will play
one day

lyrics by matisyahu





Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine Card II



And what are litte boys made of?
Frogs and Snails
And puppy-dogs' tails.
Happy Valentine's Day
xxx












made by N & E at home
for the boys
idea from danyelle @ dandee




Valentine Cards I


For the Girls
Sugar & spice
All all things nice
Happy Valentine's Day
xxx





made at home by N & E
for the wee girls at nursery






Sunday, February 12, 2012

Mahna-Mahna



together again by Alfonso Díaz Villaseñor



Oh, how I love The Muppets!
Sunday night tv as a child;
Statler and Waldorf heckling from the balcony,
Gonzo flying through the air,
Beaker the utterly luckless lab assistant,
'time for...Piiiiiigs...iiiin...spaaaaaaace!'
and of course, adorable Kermit and Miss Piggy!


Mahna-Mahna is quintessentially The Muppets and will always remind me of driving back from watching the sunset over Fish River Canyon, Namibia, in my younger, more carefree days.  So, in honour of the release of the new Muppets film, here it is, Mahna-Mahna:







Saturday, February 11, 2012

Winter Fog

A view from the tropical warmth of the swimming pool,
looking out into the freezing fog. 
A city symbiosis perfectly captured?




Friday, February 10, 2012

My little ragdoll x




eilidh:
a mop of curls and beautiful eyes;
a cheeky grin and a huge personality.
chatty & funny,
she draws people to her,
making them smile.
they see her -
so proud and able
and then,
like a rag doll
she flops
and
lolls
and
rolls about.





eilidh's rosie doll





Eilidh has little strength, especially when she is tired: she struggles to sit, back straight, head up, and falls forward often - just like a rag doll. She sits on the sofa, "on the edge, mummy! on the edge!" and wiggles slowly forward  - while she thinks that no one is watching - until she balances precariously on the edge, feet touching the solid floor, with a huge smile on her face.  She cannot stand, her legs buckle under her but she moves her feet and taps her toes, dancing to her own wee rhythm.  She cannot walk, or skip or jump, and yet still moves to her own beat.

Eilidh may be unable to rip paper and be as floppy as a rag doll at times, but she has an immense presence, a huge personality and I adore her!  I just hope that people see her, first and foremost,  cute and unique, and not her wheelchair, nor her disability.  She is Eilidh just as she is and not SMA.






Wednesday, February 08, 2012

500! Surely Not?

I love books!


and now I can buy more!  Apparently, you can inspire your child to read by having somewhere in the region of five hundred books in your house...  Yes, you read right...  500!



 

Sadie Wendell Mitchell: "Dig", 1909




And it doesn't matter what sort of books they are either...
All shapes and all sizes, all subjects and all content:
A child's book, a comic, a classic, a chic-lit, a medical textbook, an IT bible.
They will all inspire curiosity and generate interest.

Our children will sit amongst them, leaf through the pages and ask questions.
They will lose themselves in far off lands and marvel over the weird and wonderful.
Hopefully, ultimately, our children will be drawn into reading and all that it can offer them.

I have fond memories of gazing through the bookshelves at my grannie's, a tupperware cup of cremola foam by my side - the tactile nature of the cover and spine, the feel and smell of the paper, the different shapes of the letters, the illustrations and photos.  I still love browsing in book shops and I'm a lover of paper, too; I hope that my children will develop my love of books.  However, I can't help but wonder if it can truly be as easy as buying more books and surrounding my children with them?  No, probably not, but it's a good starting point!  So Amazon, here I come...






    “The more that you read, the more things you will know.
The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.”

Dr Seuss




And where did the random number come from? A man on Chris Evan's Breakfast Show - I took notes during the show in particular but I can't remember which day it was so I'm sorry for the half-baked information...




Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Another Comedienne

Eilidh's speech has come on so, so much over the last few weeks and she often cracks me up:












"knock knock"
who's there?
"monsta"
monster who?
"big scAwy monsta!"




eilidh's smile said it all -
i'm SO funny, mummy!





Monday, February 06, 2012

A Date with Lindy Hop





Saturday was Date Night and we ventured out for some music at Celtic Connections.
Who can't resist a night of blues, swing and lindy hop?
Time with D is precious and infrequent;
During these moments I fall in love with him all over again.
We talk and laugh -
We have no cares in the world.
We feel invincible.
Date Night needs to happen more often...




the fruitmarket




a colourful evening






And for those who want to listen, for those who want to dance...




Sunday, February 05, 2012

My Charleston Girl




My Charleston Girl:
My confidant,
My best friend,
My life saver.



I have known her since university and she keeps me sane - which is a pretty tall order really! 
She knows everything about me and loves me anyway.

I've wanted to introduce her for a long, long time but it took a while to find a pseudonym for her - a pseudonym that was so "her"!  I hope that she likes it... please tell me if you don't, Charleston Girl!

She is beautiful and stylish, a wearer of pearls. 
She is sassy and bolshy and provocative, too. 
I love her speakeasy where the gin runs freely- a real home from home!
She's a true prohibitions Charleston Girl and I love her from the bottom of my heart.

She is always there for me - even when I am sobbing in the aisles of tesco! - and I know that she always will be.  I really, truly couldn't ask for a better friend.  If I could, I'd marry her - but I have a feeling we would still need another wife to look after us!

So, Charleston Girl - I love you!
Thank you for being there for me:
Thank you for being you.
xxx















pinterest



"good friends are like stars. 
you don't always see them,
but you know they're always there."

old saying





All-Too-Much-Friday

Some times it all becomes too much...
Take Friday for example:









Hiding in the aisles of tesco, I am sobbing. My heart is tearing open again.

For days I can go along and everything is ok, everything is fine...  Then one morning I will wake up and not want to climb out from under the duvet where I feel safe.  I do climb out though and I dress and brush my teeth. On auto-pilot I will get the girls breakfast and help them with their clothes. I will take the girls to nursery and smile and hug them and make small chat with other mummys and then say goodbye.

Then, in the safety of my car, the tears will fall and the sobbing starts. The world will feel as if it is collapsing in on me and that I can’t do this, that I can’t go on living like this, that I can’t cope with all that I have been dealt.  Through the tears I will drive away from my children and my home life...

This morning was one such morning. I sobbed in the aisles of tesco, hiding amongst the children’s clothing, hoping that no one would see me but praying for someone to save me.  My Charleston Girl phones, "Are you alright?”. “No!" I sob and the sobbing continues on.

It’s everything!  
Eilidh... work... life... me... 
Nothing in particular, everything in general. 
I don’t know if I can do it; I don’t know if I have the strength to carry on. 
I want to wake up from this bad dream and I want to wake up now!

"You need a break."
We do...
We need support. 
We need TLC. 
We need to sleep.
Without sleep, life is so much harder.
Without time to ourselves, how can we care for our children, our family?
Without support, how can we go on?

And the tears run dry.  I make my way out of tesco and on to work; the mask goes on and the day continues.  The question, how can we continue on?








Saturday, February 04, 2012

Our Libraries







Library Poem


Everyone is welcome to walk through the door.
It really doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor.
There are books in boxes and books on shelves.
They’re free for you to borrow, so help yourselves.

Come and meet your heroes, old and new,
From William the Conqueror to Winnie the Pooh.
You can look into the Mirror or read The Times,
Or bring along a toddler to chant some rhymes.

The librarian’s a friend who loves to lend,
So see if there’s a book that she can recommend.
Read that book, and if you’re bitten
You can borrow all the other ones the author’s written.

Are you into battles or biography?
Are you keen on gerbils or geography?
Gardening or ghosts? Sharks or science fiction?
There’s something here for everyone, whatever your addiction.

There are students revising, deep in concentration,
And school kids doing projects, finding inspiration.
Over in the corner there’s a table with seating,
So come along and join in the Book Club meeting.

Yes, come to the library! Browse and borrow,
And help make sure it’ll still be here tomorrow.



 Julia Donaldson









Friday, February 03, 2012

Definitely...




i choose my attitude
to get me through my day.
i choose to be brave
because i need to be.
i choose happiness:
life goes on.