|remember this is my baby!! looks at his arms!!|
This is an odd, mixed up post but I want to get up to date with the things that have been happening around Poppy Cottage. I haven't managed to upload the photos in the order I really wanted to get them.
Jasper has been helping me to cover in a bit of a leanto that a friend built for me. Polycarbonate has gone on the flat bit and today he has put on slates on the 'roof' bit. I am so chuffed with how it looks, little bit more to do then I can have a dry place to sit out the front of my cottage (no more listening to very loud voice of neighbour who has a voice like a fog horn!! - when I sit out the back) I look at these photos and want to know where my little boy has gone, someone has replaced him with a young man with muscles!!
But the most important bit that has happened her over the last week is this.......
Jose has moved to LONDON!!!
She seems so happy and I am so proud. It feels odd. I don't really want to put on here what I am feeling as I don't really know to be honest. I have Jasper, Smudge and Whinnie here so I can't say that my house is quiet, far from it, it is a mess and with Whinnie being 16 weeks old, all she seems to do is play ALL the time.
But....... the house just feels so empty, I stand in the door way of her room and realise that it is for real, it has come around so fast, my little girl has grown and she has started her journey through life.
She has the passion and drive to do what ever she wants to do in life, she'll do it. I KNOW she appreciates not only the financial cost but what it is costing to ensure that she can follow this dream, and I have to say I would have sold my soul to be able to give her this opportunity. I know she will make her Dad and I so proud (we are both very proud of her already, I know I am)
But the thing I am going to miss the most.....is her eyes, her beautiful eyes looking at me, hey, I am allowed to be sentimental!!
I love you Jose xx
other things that have been going on in my little life....
Catching a perfect memory through my Mum and Dad's kitchen window,
A weekend spent with my sister in Cornwall, she was at work in the day but we still had the evenings together,
A wrong turn that lifted my soul, my most special memory of my marriage to Mike was standing in the gate way of a wind farm, the sound of the blades turning, was I have to say for me one of the most amazing moments (not children or pet related) the power, the sound but also the silence. I would happily live within the close proximity of a wind farm. So when I left Tracie's and went to wrong way I took time to walk through the farm, closing my eyes and just hearing the sound, magical.
And my girl got attacked by something. Much better now but she has yet another sore area come up. She suffers from 'wet excema (? can't spell it today!!)' and is on Antibiotics but I was just saying to a friend tonight that if I still lived on the Small holding I would spray it with purple spray (used for sheep's feet), I will run this past my friend who is a vet, and just see if there was a different type of the same sort of spray, a more discreet version, not bright purple, I can just imagine the looks we'll get!!