You only stay for a short time, and like special guests who come to visit your presence brings delight and departure some dismay. But I know that you will return each year to brighten just one week, and to fill the garden with intoxicating aromas.
Loyalty means not that I agree with everything you say or that I believe you are always right. Loyalty means that I share a common ideal with you and, regardless of minor differences, we fight for it, shoulder to shoulder, confident in one another's good faith, trust, constancy and affection.
Dr. Karl A. Menninger
You always seem to know the things I don't...pointing them out to me as we go. You an only child for a good while and me the youngest of five girls. So time had been spent passing down knowledge, and now you share it with me. 'Primroses' you said.
Beauty, quiet, nature, talking, walking, eating, laughing, culture. A night and day at the Inn at Whitewell. Heaven. So much thanks to Anna, James, Tom and Olivia x
Sheena
It's all getting exciting. The stories are building up and memories are being told at a fine pace. I am remembering things long forgotten and the lovely Charlotte seems to like listening! Last evening I met with Tina, Joan, Cheryle and Pam and we reminisced about long gone days at Bramley Meade. The best years, we all agreed. I was born as a midwife at BM. So much more to tell...will it ever be finished?
I came across this on another's blog. What an utter tragedy. Reading the testimonies to Kate, I think I would have liked her.
The Netherlands never fails to enthral me. Life revolves round the fiet, or bicycle. And it is captivating to watch whole families travel together with utter ease.
Sheena
'Watch your thoughts, for they become words.
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For all those, like me, that were brought up Roman Catholic. And for the extra special bit....if you have an Irish family! Absolute classic. We love these little voices, taken from real tapes found years later by a parish priest. Just listen. Amazing, amazing.
First big ride of the year meant we could stretch stiff limbs, breathe Spring air, hear bird sing (love it) and catch the first glimpse of newly born lambs. The only blip was the intrusion of the motor bikes..sound that destroys the meaning of bliss. The rest was heaven, soon to be repeated!
My lovely Dutch granddaughter is learning how to climb with Papa....so strong and fearless! And speaking English too...what larks! Well done Minnie, we can't wait to see you next week...
What is it that you are so attracted to puddles of water, my beautiful scrumptious boys? All children must be...but this is real love.
A lovely walk over the hills proceeded by the best if bubbles. What tales of Aunty Kath and your family gone. Jill you are the best! The early evening in Settle is one to remember.....love you.
Another conversation, more to take in. Perspectives are always a challenge when considered seriously. Anyway, a riverside walk with a little one is perfect for bringing body and soul together......smiles that melt your heart are the best! Then coffee with a good friend, perfect.
What a day to start this blog. I heard some exciting news, via email...about two hours ago. The publishing company, Headline, want to publish my memoirs as a midwife.....what an opportunity! For the most part, to log my career professionally is more than I could ever hope for, for me to reflect on it all, but mainly for my children's children to read (if they want to).....it feels quite bizarre. The book will be a biography.... similar to Call the Midwife, hmmmm
So now to think about the stories, tales and events from four decades. Such a lot to remember!
