A sprint towards the finish line

Gently




I need to dip my toe back into the water of blogging. It always seems to find the words again following an absence. Like trying to get back into regular exercise after a break, Ok, perhaps not quite so difficult as exercising.




I thought I would look through my photographs from the last few weeks for inspiration.




So here we are, snapshots of life lived. Just a few words for each, a way back in, immersing my feet in the water so to speak.



I think perhaps Easter is the best of holidays, none of the pressure of Christmas, green shoots and a little sunshine, longer days and chocolate of course.




This cup was bought by Tilly on a recent jaunt to a nearby antiques centre. She said she wanted a pretty cup to drink her tea from, a cup just for her. She spent a long time looking at each of the china cups, occasionally asking my opinion, carefully considering. She counted out her money and as the lady handed over the carefully wrapped package she turned to me, her smile brimming over and said

"Mummy, I tricked you, it's not for me, it's actually for you"

I could have wept right there and then, I almost did.