On day’s like these…..

On days like this, when spring has sprung rapidly, making up for lost time, rushing into summer, I know what I am grateful for. I am grateful for this beautiful boy, who has been playing in the garden all day, chasing water, looking stunning. After he nearly died last year I stayed true to the mantra that I said through that dark night, that may have bern his last “please let Harley live, I have so much more love to give him.” And I give him love every day, true to my word.

On days like this I am grateful for my husband, we nearly didn’t make it, but we worked hard, we learned our lessons, and we are stronger than we have ever been.

On days like this when I walk around our garden seeing everything burst into life, and being blessed enough to see it, I know how lucky I am to live here; and reminded that whatever you think is insurmountable will come right in the end, if you just go with the flow and believe it.

And I do believe it.

I always dreamed of sitting in my garden in France, glass of wine in hand, as I am doing now, and just being. After some hot days of over thirty degrees on our terrace, we are now sitting in the clouded over sky in a balmy twenty four degrees, enjoying a glass of wine in the garden, dreams can come true.

We have worked hard planting up our tomatoes, and geraniums, along with some Hydrangea in a deep pink, mint green, and vibrant blue

The Japanese Cherry I bought over from England that I set free from it’s pot, is loving it’s freedom, and always tells me that summer is on it’s way.

I have planted up some clematis that I rescued as they stood dying and uncared for in the local supermarket, I look forward to seeing them thrive. My pussy willow tree is not thriving, but such is life that as one things goes, another arrives. So I have put one of the new clematis in a position to climb up the tree, and hopefully they will encourage the other.

I miss Tinky Tiny Tilly, she has not returned, but I remind myself that living out here she has lived the adventurous life she wanted to live. I am sure she is sitting with us now, after coming through the gate from Rainbow Bridge.

Life us good, life is life…….

Have a good Sunday folks.




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