How are you all?
This morning I took Honey for a walk a little way along the cliff path from Porthmeor beach. The tide was very high, the wind was fresh and the air was clear. The smell was quite incredible. And the noise of the surf roaring in from the sea was a keening roar of sound. It was cold. For the first time in so long I stood on top of the hill in coat, scarf and wellies, feeling the low chill of Autumn all around me. I'm ready for this change.
It's all be a bit topsy turvy here actually. Some of it good. Some not. But then, isn't that they way of life? And I've just not the words to go with it all. I've had pictures. You can find some of them on Instagram. And I've been making little videos, which give me a lot of pleasure. Silly things really; a wren giving off a warning in a tree, mine, Olly's and Alf's feet as we dance, Olly running in slo mo on the beach.That kind of thing You probably do stuff like that all the time.
I've been thinking about gently closing the door on my blog. I feel as if it's run out of steam. Or maybe I have. I've run out of steam. Yeah that's it. I'm not sure what to put here anymore. So I've avoided it. I don't work. I don't craft. I don't do anything really. And this space just highlights how little I do. How little I have accomplished. How teeny tiny small my life is.
I have loved writing here. But I think that it's time to say goodbye.
I'll still look in on you all.
All my love,