Time For Inspiration ...

A Kernow time ...

... how I am used to a home that disappeared under the clutter ... and the way it runs for me and being in the childhood home reminds how it can be again ... 

Like before in this recovery spectrum ... the ideas around me in all I am getting the chance to do ... again taken for granted until it is lost ... given me the gumption to live on ...

Still Blooming Good ...

From Mothering Sunday ... last weekend

Sunday 13, 2016

And the more spacy feel in the home ... just be good if I felt less spacy in the mind ...  it is good to reverse the impact of all that others do not often get .... this is what happens ... I should be well and truly further along than currently ...

I had a hearty lunch to substation the energy levels to get on with the needs of this home I require from it  ...

I have stopped for a much needed cuppa ...

A Spark Of Ideas ...

That happens in the flow of life. It will be enyoable to do that more often in the physical sense just like I have been doing virtually ...  Then the conflicts from experiencing too much in the home ... puts a damper on it all ... 

Where to next ? Do I bother ? Can I be bothered ? 

The Tears Flowed At the right time

today ...  The trouble with my perceived persona ... I was the carer and the buoyant one for so long ... Letting go of that I do not talk about time ... Is going to open up the most horrendous wounds ... 

If I had a physical scar like my C-Section; I would have been given due care and healing ...  

Case in point ...

A Twinkly Tuesday ...

In the tipsy turbulent world it is and disappearing too slowly. I don't it want it to be any more time than is necessary now ... but not too rushed either 

Getting the balance right .. is key ...

Noon ... One Monday in March 2016 ...

I am about to have brunch ... Not eaten yet ... Even though I am having another extroidenary day thanks to a life making the more of now ... My own little niche of recovery ... My own portrayal of life still taboo to talk about ... At times ... 

I am quite frank in Sally's way ... 

It maybe lost among the trillion words plus ... It is not lost on those who like me happen on things as we browse, surf, speed, canter, stroll through the world beyond our bubble in life in our place of space 

My task is to further tidy the now, yesterday, last week and time long gone into a more manageable space in this place on countdown to winding down not only the home but the windows and signing out of the many things I do online to secure the security while out and about ... Reviewing all that I do the data it eats away ... Until I get to a more doable life that fits and suits me ... 

Yet Another Special Time ...

In this home each time now though something finally different in my surroundings ... albeit to yet all come together. And I an finally working through more of the recipes 

• Melting Moments 
• Easter Cookies 
• Family recipes from the in laws line too
• I have yet to re-visit the teenage and childhood recipes from Jinty etc. in my collection, I spy in the kitchen cupboard, I still not pulled out yet ... 
• Brownies
• Teacake 
• Soda Bread 
• Bread Plait
• Cottage Loaf
• Rolls
• Yeast buns
• Black Forest recipes
• Cookies
• Eclairs 

And I have just had a delicious Mothers Day meal I made for myself. A savoury cobbler followed by my favourite 'Harvester' Pud they used to do ... which I made a version of myself tonight. 

A kitchen window that seen so much grief ...

Restored with love and care 

And back filled with a happy and loving thoughtful life of yet another new season arriving ...

And my husband would be pleased to see a loving gift from two very special people and although the missed moments of meeting a lovely young man ... I have ... and safe in the knowledge they both have met in how destiny but does have such a hand for two people to come together with such love and bring such happiness back in our world ...