The minutiae...

And so it goes...life gets whittled down to the basics. For me this means the home, the family, the day-to-day. I have turned my back on all things taxing and I am seeing how it feels. Two words: strange and changeable. Some moments I feel weightless, free, happy. Others I feel worried, dark, unsure. There is no plan. I have not planned for this! And so I turn to the things that give comfort - friends and food and nature. Mid life crisis? Yep; I think so...!

Today it's a shy summers day - not quite brilliant sunshine, but trying. This is our sixth summer in the farmhouse so this is what I see:

...newly purchased, freshly laundered pillow cases...

...cherry red shoes...

...the lavender love seat...we were given this bench as a wedding present...

...the new rose my Mum planted for me...it's called 'Bonica'...

...the bounty of unread books, just waiting to be discovered; an unexpected and touching gift from my fairy blogmother...

...my favourite, utterly decadent, means-something-to-us painting by Jessica Cooper...

...the wheat field outside my window...

Thank you for all of your wonderful comments and observations...part of life's tapestry that there are so many of you with input, support and views. It swells my heart. The scan I had came back all clear - there is nothing sinister to report. The pain persists but medically no explanation can be found for it. So I bed this in and try to concentrate on the minutiae of life for abit, to see what happens next. Sometimes you have to just take your foot off the peddles and freewheel...

...willow tree and white picket fence, all images here taken by me...