I don’t get much time to read these days. There is always something I SHOULD be doing. I do love reading though. I am especially fond of classic novels from literary masters like Dickens or Austen, but when I really want to read something easy and quick I can’t get enough of Agatha Christie. Its like junk food for me. What is it about the combination of murder mystery, a different time period and pleasant English countryside that I like so much?? It even extends to television programs like Midsomer Murders and a show that came on over the Summer ages ago called Rosemary and Thyme. I like watching people solve a mystery in a beautiful setting. Bizarre.
Did you think I wouldn’t get a photo on today?? It WAS a busy day. Today was my son’s third birthday. Happy and sad all at the same time. My little baby is not a baby anymore, he is more and more like a boy, a child. He can think, express his opinion on things and ignore me when he chooses to. But for all the things I miss about him being a baby and toddler, I love to watch his imaginitive play, listen to him perform a self composed song and hear him tell me that he loves me and that I am the best. He now chooses to consciously put his arms around my neck and hold me longer than is necessary for a cuddle and its often followed by a giggle that is music to my ears.
I didn’t want to give you another picture of my family. I felt like after the last couple of days that although I never tire of them, perhaps people without the same emotional investment might (I personally think your crazy!, but I AM biased) so I chose a few pictures of E’s birthday that weren’t him.
I had an unexpected visit to the beach today. As is always the case, the unexpected excursions are always the BEST! It was great. We happened upon some men out flying some amazing kites. You know the kind that are like huge inflatable animals? A jellyfish and a tiger floated above us and a snake that rotated around in an unending circle. They were fabulous. The pinacle of the day was watching them try to ‘roll up’ the kite. I get irritated just thinking about rolling up a small sleeping bag. I can’t even imagine tackling the jellyfish kite. Three grown men wrestled with it for at least half an hour before we left and I couldn’t see that they had made any real progress. They are probably still there now in the dark!
Anyway, while I was there I walked along the edge of the water as you do when you visit the beach. Here is where I stood today.
Here it is. I will also be trying to remember to share the photos (at least occasionally) on Instagram and Twitter, neither of which I am very good at remembering to use. We will see how we go…
Learning the Light 