Strawberries, a pair of hands and communication.
1. I buy a pair of bags to transport my linen and bedding. They are sky blue and decorated with summery strawberries. I hope that in the dead of winter, they make me think of a hot July.
2. My mother comes to help with the packing and she brings a cake.
3. In the dark hours when everyone should be asleep, a voice beside me: 'Are you worried about tomorrow?' 'Yes. But I was trying to do it quietly.' A hand reaches for mine. 'It's going to be all right.'
2. My mother comes to help with the packing and she brings a cake.
3. In the dark hours when everyone should be asleep, a voice beside me: 'Are you worried about tomorrow?' 'Yes. But I was trying to do it quietly.' A hand reaches for mine. 'It's going to be all right.'
Just caught up with you. I hope your move went well - nothing like moving in with the one you love... no more toothbrushes in the pocket, for one thing...
ReplyDeleteI moved too, today, to the railway carriage house! It is not finished yet, but livable in and looking great, if you have a minute to take a peek at the blog (a week behind - will do another post soon!)
Great to catch up - and I do wish you both so much happiness.
xx Elspeth