Up
before dawn, which I love but so rarely do; watching the horizon turn
pale pink as the sun rose, liquid-silver dew glistening on the lush
green grass, the peace of moving through the world when most people
were asleep ~ even Stefi cat and the baby fish refused to stir!
The
silhouette of a single gull against the almost-sunrise.
My
lovely taxi driver carrying my bags into the train station for me.
Hot
chai on a cold train platform. I love these contrasts of temperature.
Extra delicious in every sense.
Watching
ethereal mist settling in little valleys and rolling across open
winter fields. Just stunning. And when the sun broke through it was
breathtaking.
A
male pheasant standing in his most stately pose in a wide open field.
I loved the outline of his beautiful shape with his long tail.
Travelling
on the train through a beautifully landscape of marshland;
mirror-still water with geese quietly gliding on the surface without
seeming to create a ripple, and all lit by the beginnings of the
sunny day.
Crossing
the river at low tide; more reflections of honey-hued sunlight, the
dark richness of the mudbanks, houseboats reminding me of the beauty
of life on the water. And the excitement of feeling that I might see
a heron, even though I didn't!
Florence
and the Machine at full volume. That's what the water gave me!
The
moment when Himself rang me and I heard his voice for the first time
today; always the loveliest of moments.
The
Crossbones vigil; many hugs, lots of congratulations and admiring of
my engagement ring, much conspiring to drink tea and catch up, the
full moon shining bright and high above the Shard, making a special
prayer of gratitude and hope to The Goose, the sharing of
strawberries, satsumas, and rum amongst us all, Ruth and Ruby's
wonderful lilac candle, and two rousing singalongs to David Bowie
songs. Deep friendship and beautiful community. As lovely as ever it
was.
Meeting
a Facebook friend's friend at the gates; again a beautiful thread of
connection woven and this thread goes all the way to Australia and
back!
Two
gifts at the Crossbones gates; a Crossbones calendar, made by the
lovely Doug, and the most beautiful, cosy, and perfectly made
Blodeuwedd knitted hat from my extremely talented friend, Birgit,
whose
birthday it was today. It is deep red wine coloured and secret owls
and leaves are woven into the design. I may wear it to bed! Thank you
so much to Doug and Birgit.
Sweet
rain.
Learning
the word 'selenology', which means 'the scientific study of the
moon'. That is from a goddess name, that is!
And
Sister Moon radiant in the sky; the scars on her surface reminding me
that she has seen, and understands, all my long journeys and her
light reminding me to shine, shine, shine.
You took me there; you made pictures in my mind with your lovely words. And its always nice to know someone else loves F&TM :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sarah. What a compliment! I try to go right back into the moment when I write so it's wonderful to know that that comes across. And I do so love F&TM, although occasionally I fear that I may become too over-excited for public transport when listening to her!
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