Restoration sunlight




These last few weeks have been quite mad.




Orders have filled all moments and between times there has been frantic shopping, hastily prepared meals, school concerts and fairs.




I have run from here to there and back again. My head a whirl.




There were moments when I thought I might not cope. I have often been snappy and distracted.




In the midst of utter chaos of order packing last Friday the sun suddenly appeared and cast its glow across the kitchen table. It lit up cracks and danced across the polished wood. The walls moved and dappled in its light.




And I paused. I turned my face towards the sun and paused. I breathed deeply and slowly in its light and remembered just how much I have to be thankful for. I grabbed the camera and gazed through its lens, prolonging the moment. The joy of that warm, bathing light and what it meant to pause and count ones blessings.




It was the corner turning moment. This week has been bliss. School is finished. Orders all up to date and my virtual shop doors shut for now. There is baking and reading. The house is clean. It is time to enjoy my small patient people. The sun has not returned but if I close my eyes and pause a moment I can almost feel its regenerative power.