On Sunday, on the spur of the moment, we went to Portreath. We went to meet family and celebrate an Uncle's birthday. Sun, sea and a barbecue. What could be better than that? The sun was glorious. There was a squally breeze, which helped to whip up the incoming tide. The boys and their cousins wasted no time. They ran to meet the foamy surf and dared the waves. They splashed and jumped and dunked themselves over and over again.
They only left the water for their tea. Burgers and sausages. Fairy cakes and jelly babies. They sat enveloped in towels, shivering slightly. Olly's lips a rather fetching shade of blue. I wish I had thought to bring Alfie's bathing shorts. He wanted to go in the sea for the first time in a year. No matter. He waded in fully clothed, and dried out in minutes. Once full they rushed the waves once more. Olly was even more gun ho this time, and went under. He was in no danger in the shallows, but I held my breath. Up he came coughing and spluttering. He shook those wonderful wet curls and dived back into the waves.
They don't come along very often, these magical impromptu days. This one didn't start until late afternoon. It carried on until late. It was possibly one of the loveliest days of the year so far. And a total antidote to the @%^$£ week that preceded it. I wish our trip to Portreath could be bottled. So that when the gloom descends, it can be opened up as a reminder to everyone (but mainly me) that our life here is awesome. Our trials are intense moments. But the good stuff far outweighs the bad.
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I am blessed. I really am. Lovely people visiting my blog, and leaving words of support and encouragement. One thing about me is that I find it nigh on impossible to leave it at the door. Self restraint? I wish I had some. I often wish that I could separate parts of my life from this blog. It's a hotch potch of stuff, often written on a whim. The odd planned post thrown in for good measure. It's not particularly sophisticated that's for sure. Honest? Yes. Quite often bored of the sound of my own voice? Yes. Hoping that you forgive my indulgence and ridiculousness? Yes!
Leanne xx
I love everything you share here so please keep it coming. :)
ReplyDeleteI felt very wistful after reading your post. Oh the sea the beautiful sea and being there with your buys.....well I agree that the memory would be worth bottling. I think you have preserved it though, just by writing it down.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post Leanne, one of those days you will remember when your boys are grown and flown the nest. I remember my boys doing just the same, staying in the water until dusk and their lips were blue. There were hard times when they were growing up, but these are the days you hold close to your heart x
ReplyDeleteyour hotch potch of stuff is what makes your blog so honest and humble. keep writing. and look back at this post when times are hard. xxx
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful day. Moments like this are magical. Your blog is wonderful Leanne, all of it. You have that certain something that makes it all utterly readable and enjoyable, even if you don't realise it. Keep on keeping on hon, and I hope this week is panning out to be a better one than last. CJ xx
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing to forgive Leanne!! EVER!!! I always enjoy seeing your posts and it makes me smile when a new one pops up, whatever you have to say or share, be it a great day out like this one, gardening, a chat or whatever, I enjoy it all. I love that you are so real I imagine that you are just the way that you are in real life as you are on your blog and I really like that. So I thank you for being so lovely and yourself. xx
ReplyDeleteGlorious, glorious, glorious! What a perfect day. Happy memories to bat away the gloom as and when required. ps- I also love reading your blog, your openness and honesty make me feel I know you, so if I ever was down your way we could go out for cake and hot chocolate and we'd have a right old giggle x
ReplyDeleteNo worries, Leanne. I find this one of the nice things about blogging - a kind of women's club where you can get things off your chest and hear other people's view on things. And there is the aspect of shared humanity: we all cope with the same ups, downs, confusing feelings, doubts, joys etc etc
ReplyDeleteAll the best there x
There's nothing to forgive, my lovely, as your blog is yours to do and say whatever you wish! And I love your honesty, it's refreshing and often funny too. I'm so glad you had that magical Sunday afternoon at the beach, it sounds like you needed it after a tough week. Sometimes we all just need some perspective. xx
ReplyDeletethe sea looks fabulous, I bet it's freezing!! nothing like jumping in the sea for a fresh start! X
ReplyDeleteAwesome! We were at Chapel Porth on Sunday, loving those waves. Sea and salt air is a great antidote to stress, and it makes you feel so good - hope you get to wave catch too x
ReplyDeleteWonderful pictures, I haven't been too close to the sea recently and your pictures remind me of what I am missing. Sarah x
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post. I (we as a family) find it hard to be 'spontaneous'...I think it comes from having young children...I'd love to live closer to the sea.
ReplyDeleteThese photos are gorgeous!!!! I love the first one especially! I am fond of catching children in their element...
ReplyDeleteI Hope you're having a great weekend,
Tammy x
Great photos, and I agree, those impromptu days are often the best!
ReplyDeleteCaz xx