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summer remembered

and the joy of sharing

Corfe Castle

Corfe Castle

Studland beach on a rainy day

Studland beach on a rainy day

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holidays with loved ones



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Friendship is a precious word

A week ago today I had the beginnings of one of those bothersome throats and body aches that you get when the seasons change and our bodies respond. I couldn’t go to my Halloween party and no refund sadly as the champagne had all been pre-ordered! Ah well.
What was more important to me was making it to Devon to have a few days away with one of my dearest friends. She was driving down from Yorkshire where she was being ‘Mum to her Mum’ at a difficult time for the family as someone they all loved dearly was very sick.
It wasn’t an easy journey, feeling poorly: add driving rain and soon total darkness and it was not an easy drive. However I was determined to go, as the days away with a friend were more important to me than anything else. It didn’t matter that I would be nursing my aches and sore throat. I could do that with her as we simply enjoyed the comfort we always take from sharing each other’s company.

We settled into our few days of chat, gentle walks, hot chocolates, log fires and together created shared memories.
This was interspersed with many calls home by my friend to check on her Mum and as her job was to ‘look out for’ her Mum, my job was to ‘look out for’ her: as I observed the pain of these conversations troubling her.
An early morning call was one she was not surprised to get with the news of the death of a beloved man.
We gathered our things, collected our memories and left our lovely cottage that had once teemed with the family of a local fisherman.
I drove home to my son and she headed north once more to be with her Mum.
She did what she needed to do and I did what I needed to do because that’s what we do. Not only do I know this but more importantly I know that we are all in the space and place in our lives everyday that we are supposed to be in.
If you allow yourself to sit quietly with that thought and take comfort from  it: you will . . I promise . . find that it is deeply comforting.

I hope you like the selection of photographs here too which reflect the space and place I was at last week with my very dear friend.



Harlands Point

Appledore on the day Hurricane sandy was raging over the atlantic

Appledore looking towards the Atlantic


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