Wednesday, 26 June 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Little things

Well nearly wordless anyway...

Little things I'm loving at the moment...

Little friends coming to visit the garden...


The things growing in my garden...
Nadia this Clematis is for you, thanks for recommending it x



My Geo for Love: Boston T shirt arriving all the way from Montana...
It is made by one of my favourite bloggers Nici Cline to raise money towards helping the Boston Marathon explosion victims and the victims families.

My heart lives in Massachusetts especially Boston. It's where I met my husband and many good friends some of whom live in Boston. (Love you Gemma!)

I will wear it with pride.

Spa Days with BEST friends... 

We won a free day where we got a makeover, treatments and a photo shoot  However if you wanted any of the photos it cost a small fortune. We took sneaky shots of their photos with our phones but I love this photo we took in the toilets the best.

That the simple games are the best ones...


Play dates with future girl friends...

Paddling pool weather...
May we get more of it...

Warm almost summer like evenings. May we get more of them too...

                                         Happy Wednesday...

Thursday, 20 June 2013

Sorry about that...

Firstly I need to apologise to the people of England for the horrible rain falling right this minute. It was so hot and sunny yesterday that we just HAD to get out the paddling pool!

And there appears to be a very direct relationship between us getting the paddling pool out and the chance of massive rainfall shortly afterwards...

Whoops, sorry about that...




You can't stay mad at that face right?

Plus it was totally worth it...
As rare as a paddling pool event in this temperate country is, we've got skills when it comes to splash making...

Even by the smallest of us who refuse be outdone by their big brother...


And to splash is one of life purest pleasures surely?
Well that and sliding...

So as I said, it was totally worth it...
Honest...



Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Daddy's day

Because he deserves it...

We gave things worth more than gold in this house...

A Sleep in... 

(until 8am because Isaac couldn't wait anymore)

Breakfast made by me rather than the other way around. (I rocked these poached eggs. It's hard to cook for someone who is a genius in the kitchen)




Time to read the paper (sort of)

Allowed to watch a full rugby match on the TV uninterrupted (mostly...).
A shopping trip to buy something frivolous rather than something necessary. And by frivolous I mean he bought CD's because we are so rock and roll.
A pub lunch and a curry with my brother in the evening (again with the rock and roll lifestyle).

With us its all about the little things...

Well that and food....

And he does deserve it you know


We couldn't ask for a better daddy.



Thursday, 6 June 2013

'Oh the places you'll go...'

'Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.'...
Dr. Seuss

When I was was younger I would spend hours upon hours day dreaming about the adventures I would have when I grew up.

I wanted to walk a different life to those around me. I didn't want to stay in my small village like everybody else would. I didn't want to get married and have babies for fear of being tied down to a mundane life. After school I moved to London and did a degree in Development studies which was essentially world studies. Which by the way leads to no job at all...

I didn't know what I wanted to be but I knew I wanted to travel and maybe take pictures while I did it.

I wanted to take the road less travelled...

I did that for a while in a relatively small way and it's a great life to lead. I travelled across America in an old hippy bus eating a vegetarian diet and bathing in rivers. I went to Australia and slept in a tent on the beach. I backpacked all around Europe. Going up mountains (small ones), sleeping on buses and trains, eating delicious and different food, hiking long trails, looking at the stars by a campfire while drinking a beer. There is something to be said for the travelling life and I miss it often. You feel alive everyday. You meet all kinds of people with the same adventurous outlook as you and for a short time they seem like soul mates. You feel like you are onto something real and special that the rest of the world, too busy with mindless jobs, is missing out on. Although not having lived in the rest of the world yet I didn't really know what I was talking about.

It wasn't until a Taxi driver in Egypt held a screw driver to my throat while he took my friends money that I began to suspect that maybe I wasn't cut out for such an existence. It shook me up and deep down I knew that life style wasn't who I really was. Instead it was the way I thought I ought to be. I felt like a fraud because as much fun as I had, I always really really liked coming home.

And look at me now, married with children living in a small village not much bigger than the one I grew up in.

Did I sell out on my dreams?

I don't know, maybe...

and maybe I don't mind...

Or maybe my dreams have changed. Lately I feel like I'm finally leaning in to the real me. Rather than running away from it as fast as my legs could carry me.

And so now my adventures just look a little different...

Made up of smaller seemly ordinary things...
But we know better...
We see what others miss...
And being followed home by a small black cat seems like a very great adventure indeed...


Maybe I am not exactly on the road less travelled these days... 
And that's okay...
Maybe I'm just on MY own road to be travelled 
and it has different adventures perfect for me...

'Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way'
Dr. Seuss