Monday, 3 March 2008

mothering sunday



man! ...
i love my kids!

yesterday was mothering sunday
the brit version of "mothers day".

i was delighted, the children were all coming through to my place for lunch. i have a 'new' second hand dining room table with an extending table top and six chairs. i picked it up for a song at the local thrift shop. damn beautiful thing, solid mahogany. sunday was our first chance to use it at full capacity! what a wonderful day, the grandchildren love my new home, plenty of room and exciting spaces to hide, the old house seems able to absorb their excitement and noise whilst remaining a tranquil and peaceful space. guess those victorians knew a thing or two about building homes for large families.

i am a super lucky mom as my scots children spoil me on mothering sunday and pj back home in south africa remembers me on mother's day!

today the high hills beyond the village are adorned with a sprinkling of snow. although the sun is shining the wind has an icy touch.
i wrapped up warm and enjoyed my walk around the village and out onto the sea wall. i love it out there with only the surge of the sea and the mewling gulls. this afternoon the tide was a way out and the floating bed of sea weed was exposed. i always walk to the very end of the wall and stand and stare into the churning sea below. i dream of summer and a fishing rod, of what a fine place this would be, to sit, rod in hand whiling away the hours. of course, come summer, there will probably be crowds of tourists invading my quiet kingdom!
if i lean with my back to the sea wall, i can see my village, pretty as a picture, somnolent in the winter sunshine. as far as my sight can stretch...the ayrshire coastline unfolds.what a sight...

9 comments:

Margo Moon said...

Starr Ann and I are looking for a table like that. What was the song?

Love the sound of Mothering Sunday.

sandwriter said...

oooblahdee ooblahdaah ...life goes on....

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Hahn at Home said...

I'm hoping that when the children get out of their teenage totally self-absorbed stage that they give me the one thing I crave on Mother's Day. Silence. No bickering. No arguing. Glad yours was great.

Mike S said...

Silence is why I came back here to retire, although a village such as yours would be a wonderful alternative I believe:)

Deanna said...

Glad you had a wonderful mothering sunday! Love stopping by your blog and reading your wonderful writing!

sandwriter said...

my two boys still bicker and argue...what can i say....

sandwriter said...

mike
in addition to the river stinchar my village has the a77 running through it...
half an hour before and after the belfast ferry arrival and departure times...
not a quiet place ;-)

sandwriter said...

hi deanna
nice to meet you!