December 31, 2008

between the old & the new . . .

Christmas has tumbled past in a flurry of happiness & contentment
wouldn't it be lovely if i could catch those moments in a delicate snow globe
to give it a gentle shake every once in a while & glimpse the magic over again

and now, here i find myself in this familiar old place
this kind of waiting space between the old & the new
a time for quiet reflection . . .
. . . wandering back over the happenings of the old year
my mind pondering some bits & musing others pieces

this has been a truly different & very lovely year for me. my 5 most precious things this year are : i proudly married the very wonderful mr O. i was given such opportunity to start working for me doing what i love most. my lovely niece Lou got her new kidney & is doing just grand. my 3 are all healthy & happy, i can ask for nothing better and finally, i started blogging ! & this whole new world opened up before my very eyes. I have learnt a great deal this last twelve months and now i am looking forward to the start of another. great excitement always fills me as it fast approaches, resolutions are scribbled down, must do's & would love to do's. i am ready to roll, here it comes, tiptoeing around the corner, so i am away to spend the last of this good old 2008 remembering & reminiscing, dreaming & planning and just being oh so thankful
wishing you all a very wonderful New Year,
may it be all you hope for in your heart

December 24, 2008

Ssshhh it's Christmas eve

  . . . its a magical night, silent & soft
such an expectant feeling fills our wee house
a stillness & a peace wrapped around us,
waiting for loved ones to arrive from distant places
sounds of paper rustling & secret present wrapping
excited laughter & busy chatter
no better place could i wish to be
but here in the heart of my precious family
on this night of all nights
Christmas eve
wishing you all a very merry Christmas
x x x
beautiful illustrations from
Jan Pienkowski's

December 14, 2008

touched by angels . . .

Touched by An Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

VLove arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.

Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

VWe are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.

Yet it is only love
which sets us free

by Maya Angelou

I am full of love for my family today and so grateful for our precious Louise sitting up & smiling in hospital . . . well & truly on the mend. Sending out such a very big thank to all you lovely fellow bloggers out there for all your comments & such precious support x x

December 11, 2008

Precious things 5

5 precious things i am so thankful for today
health & happiness
love & laughter

December 10, 2008

angels watching over you

. . . today is a day of waiting & wondering
today is a day of giving & receiving
today is a day for believing
today is the day. . .
. . . . . . . . my precious niece Lou is receiving her new kidney
today is a new beginning
a gift of renewed life
wonderful news, it all went well
we are sending Lou all of our love & hugs
for her to make a full recovery x x x

Burrell Collection - medieval stained glass

such a sight for sore eyesglowing wings of angels
precious colours set alight in glass the Burrells collection of stained glass
such a perfect place for my research
on medieval art

with imagination set alight and thoughts of a world long gone
i found so very much to explore and soak up
amazed at this, the work of those distant craftsmen

such a stunning collection of art work
gifted by Sir William Burrell and his wife to Glasgow in 1944
The Burrell collection in Glasgow is made up of a vast array of works
of all periods and from all over the world.

The Burrell Collection

December 08, 2008

wintery walks

take some precious time out

to go exploring deep into the quiet, magical woods

where i am uncovering amazing inspirations
colour & patterns, bark like patchwork
light & shade, air bubbles frozen into sparkling puddles

December 03, 2008

home again . . .

last week rushed puffing & painting in & out again
so very fast my cosy boots barely touched the floor
travels down to Bristol in all sorts of wintry weathers
for a long weekend visit to see lovely eldest daughter
lots of catch ups & cuddles, eating's in & out
river trips & sight seeings, present findings too
sad goodbyes, till Christmas, (not so very long to wait)
then it was back home through sleet & snow
waking bleary eyed to a world of white
sketched outside my window