The Verge of Something...

Please forgive my long lasting silence.

I have spent this morning considering a post - but ended up reviewing various, previous posts from this here, little blog. Do you ever read your own words back to yourself? I hardly ever. But today I am finding it soothing, and (dare I be so bold as to claim,) inspiring.

I have wandered across to the time of pleasure and plenty, remembered the fresh farm eggs of Autumn, and the copious pumpkins last Winter! I meandered through the fields I sometimes go... remembered some painful admissions, and reviewed my new years poems and pledges.

I am on the verge of something...

And will share it, when I know what on earth it is!

I have been in touch with some long lost souls in my life.

Heard of the illness of a far away friend.

And had a hand held out to me from the past.

In short, it's been an amazing week.

I'm sorry I bring you no photos today.

I suppose I am instead reflecting, or my camera battery is flat!

And my tea, gone cold.

My mind gone blank.

Perhaps while I wait,

for the Something, I feel arriving.

Shell xx