sock maniac

I have a new obsession.




a very good friend of mine has called me a sock maniac, and I am not offended, no indeed, I am enchanted by the title.






meet sock one. Oh how happy I am.


sock two will be ready for a photo shoot very soon!








coming up next - meet socks three and four!

moving on

breathe in the crisp cold air,
feel the bite of the hard frost,
take time to walk along the river bank,
before it gets light,
watch the mist swirl on the water,
and the sun come up over the trees.
soul soothing.

beautiful flowers,
a lovely bright sunny sky at the graveside,
unbearably sad,
and yet it all felt perfect.

" a reet good send off" as one of his friends said.

and now we try to adjust and move on......................

the importance of photos

I've looked at a LOT of photographs these past 2 1/2 weeks.

crinkled old photos found in a cupboard with people on them who we're not sure whose who.
newspaper photo clippings with teams smiling after another football victory.
wedding photos with smiling faces.
holiday snaps taken to record memories of a brief moment in time.
proud photo moments; holding the first grandchild, giving the father of the bride speech, cutting an anniversary cake.
generation photos, where we've tried to capture as many of a family as we can at once.

but there's not enough........................... and I've realised that whilst I've been trying for years to get that perfect shot of a sunset or a poppy opening, or frost on a cobweb; whilst beautiful these aren't the photos that are important to me right now........



this one though is right, this one is perfect.

John 14:1-3

Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; Trust also in me.
In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you.
I am going there to prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you may also be where I am.

My father-in-law died suddenly at the weekend.
We've chosen this for the reading at the service.
I loved him very much.