Sunday

It was beautiful today. I thought you'd prefer pictures to words:

Happy Sunday!

Beauty

Yesterday, I wandered lonely as a cloud........

When all at once I saw a crowd, a host of golden daffodils....

And then there was ALL OF THIS BEAUTY:

I'm all beautied out for today. Are you?

(With thanks to William and Dorothy Wordsworth for the inspiration)

Peace

The contrast couldn't be starker. From Rage to Peace in one easy step, right? Nope, wrong. It has taken many, many little babysteps, tiny tiptoes through the morass of despair, anger, irritability, upset and fear. But here I am all the same. Here after a Mothering Sunday spent without the Minis, yet somehow more at peace than I have felt for a long time, and I think I know why.

The answer lies outside. In the wind, the sunshine, the hail showers, the newborn lambs, the nutty rampaging dog and striding out along the ridge with nothing to do but try and capture it on camera.

So here it is, my poor attempt to show you what today gave me:

Then there was this: Spring Stream - Audio

PEACE OUT