Its all a bit different, isn't it?

Can you believe that it’s September already? Where did summer go? I know that I was looking forward to it...

...I know that I was planning some activities and I do remember getting excited about the caravan. I know that work was hard before summer…

...I know that I knew things would have to change for me to be happy, and then summer passed.

Things are slowly in the process of changing. I felt so down about work before our holiday, but seeing my family and having time to think and remember what its like not to be worried or sad about work got me thinking no amount of money could be worth this.

So with renewed vigour I came back and decided to set change in motion.  This summer was a wash-out up this way. We apparently had summer in April, May and early June…then the heavens well and truly opened.

I feel so bad when I think of all the farmers, we’ve been hearing the tractors and trucks go up and down the roads all day and night whenever we’ve been clear of rain for a couple of days. I do hope things have worked out all right for them.

Autumnal sunlight wakes us when its not raining, and its quite nice to take the morning cup of tea out into the garden first thing and wake up in the cold morning, clear and bright, casting the most beautiful shadows over our messy borders.

I look forward to the changes happening, personally and with the seasons. I just keep reminding myself its character building…its character building…

Can't take me anywhere

One of the things i love about getting away is seeing the history of a place...

I am genuinely happiest touching rocks and stones and imagining who did it before me (umm, that is....apart from the other tourists). 

So when i go anywhere of course i seek out mosaic's, tombs, pillars and amphitheaters. 

I find quiet places and small streets.

Places to sit and pour over independent guide books. 

Oh, and buy lace...oh yes! 

lots of lace...

But i am happiest sitting under a tree next to St Pauls pillar, next to The Husband, watching everyone come and go.

Can we go back?

Can we go back please?  Can we go back to not living in the real world?  Can we go back to spending time together and not talking about boring grown up things?

Can i sit in the sun again?  In the warmth....with a book....can i go back to peeking up over it and just smiling? 

Can we have the whole place to ourselves again?  Can we get up early and run to pool knowing that we will never be able to sit in it once its ten in the morning? 

Can we go up to the market and stare out at everything?  Can we go back please? 

Can we sit by the harbour and look out over the sea? 

Can we go exploring again? 

See what we find again? 

Sit by the flowers again? 

Have an ice cream again!? 

Countdown to Downton

Hooray for Countrywise: The Real Downton Abbey..

Hooray for Downton! 

Hooray for Sundays and late Summer.

Jetting off

"After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working."

- Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

The holiday is very close and i could not be more excited!!  I get to see some of my family and i get to do a big fat nothing for two whole weeks.  Can't wait to share all of the news and pics when we get home.

x