Sunday, April 1, 2012


Welcome to Sunday on my side of the world where the sun is shining and the birds are singing.  There are a few clouds in the sky and "Sunday Mood" is with me as we end officially our Summer time - usually I notice that extra hour of daylight but this time it has been a seamless transition and life has just gone on.     

Busy early yesterday collecting and taking my daughter and her partner to the Airport for their trip to Europe ~ we have a message from the airport in Singapore that all was well and I expect to receive a text message before dinner that they have arrived safely in London.

I have been out taking photographs this morning and John took some too of Adelaide Airport - it was a lovely morning and there was dew on the grass and my feet were wet where the damp grass had gone through my sandals.

The Airport is always busy and it was difficult crossing to the grass area, but worthwhile.  There were ants about and biting so we were not there for long - just enough to get some photographs ~ a nice interlude on a Sunday morning.

My days have been busy with Medical appointments and getting my car fixed and this coming week starts off with blood tests again ~ the eternal round of the new normal.  I am not complaining as I know how ill I was and I am thankful for the days where life again is sweet.

I am enjoying the exchange of correspondence by "snail mail" with a dear and cherished friend and once again paper is important and pens - my desk is covered with all things relative to letter writing and I love it all.    The special joy when I release a card into the post box knowing that it is going hand to hand and heart to heart and oh the special joys when the mail come in for me.   Special time ~ letter opener, coffee and a seat in a quiet spot and time to read with great joy what is happening across the other side of the world.

I love telephone calls, and face to face video chats, but that lovely handwritten letter which can be opened again and again and read with wonder and love means the world to me.    I guess I am an old fashioned girl ~ but I do love the instant technology that my mobile phone and email give me - I have the best of both worlds.

I have a whole bunch of "friends" on my Facebook page and I have met and encountered people all over the world who would never have graced my life if it were not for Facebook.   We really do live in a world filled with amazing things.

I hope your weekend is filled with lovely things - Autumn is with us here in Australia and spring is upon our Northern Hemisphere friends and my daughter is under strict instructions to take lots of photographs of the daffodils she is sure to encounter during her English Spring visit.

We talked yesterday on the way to the airport about this Poem and recited it together and she truly will be in England now that April's there.


 Oh, to be in England
Now that April 's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!

And after April, when May follows,
And the white throat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossom'd pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray's edge—
That 's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!

Robert Browning

Enjoy the rest of your weekend and gain strength for the coming week - rest and restore. 

“People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.” 
Audrey Hepburn 

Thank you for visiting the musings of my heart - a wonderfully warm and contented heart today, filled with thoughts of love and friendship and daffodils.

Love and hugs,

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