March

{Soulfood Friday}

This really was the sky at sunrise on Wednesday morning. I think I just stared out of the window for about half an hour watching the various hues ebb and flow like a gilt tide across the sky.

I bought some sunrise colours for my garden beds from our local nursery. This one is called Erysimum and is commonly known as  "Spring Magic."

Nola's tree top home taken today while playing at her favourite park. I love the way she chatters while in her own imaginative world. She made quite a home out of this small wooded area. There were tunnels, a wardrobe, a book shelf and a kitchen full of mulchy leaf stews.

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Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 
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A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
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Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
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 Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.

 
   

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First planting of the year.

This afternoon, Matilda and Nola helped plant some Primulas in the pot by the front door.

Sadly, one little flower stem broke. Nola came to the rescue with the idea of pressing it!

Have you watched this  beautiful movie? Some people just teach through their beingness. What an incredible life.

{Soulfood Friday}

Sorry for the late Soulfood Friday post. We have a birthday party underway for our dear Matilda and the day has been spent blowing up balloons, decorating cakes and  making suitably ridiculous forfeits and jokes for a game of pass the parcel.

 This is the message I wrote in her card today:
For a dear, kind, sweet, funny, bubbly, gentle, strong, smiley, girl named Matilda.
A beautiful little girls came into our lives on the 12th of Febuary 2006! She had twinkly green eyes and rosy cheeks. It was a Sun-day and she is our Sun-shine!
You have now circled the sun 10 times!!!
May you have a magical, happy, blessed year being 10.
Huge hugs, big kisses, lots of love from us all and, of course,  tail wags and purrs from Sylvie and Florence. xxxooo

Some more soulful moments from the past week:
I love watching Boo paint. She gets lost in her own world. So much focus.

The green is speckled with snowdrops. The first whisperings of Spring and one of my "many" favourite flowers....

Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 
* 
A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
 * 
Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
*
 Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.

   

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The Last Time {post it notes to self}

Every. single. moment. is. infinitely. precious.

Just had one crazy week of kids up all through the night with one of these horrid viruses going around and vast swathes of laundry piled high in my room and dishes to do and late night out of hours doctor visits and then I read this poem.

It really does go by that fast.

The Last Time

From the moment you hold your baby in your arms,
you will never be the same.
You might long for the person you were before,
When you have freedom and time,
And nothing in particular to worry about.

You will know tiredness like you never knew it before,
And days will run into days that are exactly the same,
Full of feedings and burping,
Nappy changes and crying,
Whining and fighting,
Naps or a lack of naps,
It might seem like a never-ending cycle.

But don’t forget …
There is a last time for everything.
There will come a time when you will feed
your baby for the very last time.
They will fall asleep on you after a long day
And it will be the last time you ever hold your sleeping child.

One day you will carry them on your hip then set them down,
And never pick them up that way again.
You will scrub their hair in the bath one night
And from that day on they will want to bathe alone.
They will hold your hand to cross the road,
Then never reach for it again.
They will creep into your room at midnight for cuddles,
And it will be the last night you ever wake to this.

One afternoon you will sing “the wheels on the bus”
and do all the actions,
Then never sing them that song again.
They will kiss you goodbye at the school gate,
The next day they will ask to walk to the gate alone.
You will read a final bedtime story and wipe your last dirty face.
They will run to you with arms raised for the very last time.

The thing is, you won’t even know it’s the last time
Until there are no more times.
And even then, it will take you a while to realize.

So while you are living in these times,
remember there are only so many of them

and when they are gone, you will yearn for just one more day of them.
For one last time.

-Author Unknown-

 

Nola's "forest sandwiches"

{Soulfood Friday}

Slow, meditative  work...

The other morning I saw someone scrubbing all the moss off their garden wall. I suppose some prefer a tidy look. I like to see the way nature creeps and seeps through all our well manicured, neat, clean surfaces. It comforts me. I've often thought it would be great to have a meadow, turf roof. For now I'll do with a moss covered one.

Emmy bought me this beautiful print from The Hermitage for Christmas. The amazing story behind the print can be found here. This week I found the perfect frame for it.

I've been practicing Satin stitch with Matilda. She has embroidered before but now we are starting to learn and perfect the stitches.

Florence and her zen make me want to be a cat. She has this whole living art installation thing going on. She helps me remember that  doing nothing in particular can be the best thing to do.

Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 
* 
A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
 * 
Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
*
 Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.

   

   

    An InLinkz Link-up