Spent the weekend with friends who are actually family, my crazy creative family that loves to dance and drum (and eat cake) and fill the space with colour and laughter and give all that they are the the One that inspires and outspires - breathes out life and love too deep for words. But here are some words, a humble offering, because being in that place I can't help but watch and listen and move and when I take a break from the dancing, pick up a pen and write...
Monday, 12 October 2015
Saturday, 3 October 2015
It's the start of a new season.
The end of the first full week in our new home.
The first week I slept in the same bed every night for a long time (well actually except last night).
The first week of Llewellyn attending University and me commuting to and from London every day by bicycle and train.
The first week of ‘settling’ after a pretty full last few weeks: fourth wedding anniversary, partying in Brighton, moving house, 29th birthday, family visits (first people staying in our new home), Llewellyn’s first ever theme park and Ikea trips, watching rugby in first Hatfield-pub visit, checking out a new church, sampling the delights of Hatfield's many Chinese/kebab joints.
It’s been over two months since we left Cornwall. It seems like a world away. It kind of is.
It’s definitely a new season. And to mark it, there’s a few things I want to prioritise: