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Saturday, 1 February 2014

January - Having Time To Stand and Stare

So January has now left us with a huge yell, not a quiet weather month by any means.  It's been a lively, moody teenager who wants to make a statement and test all boundaries. Cold, wet and drearily dark where the usual winter walks have been quite difficult to enjoy.  January greeted us with truly awful high winds and flooding.  It's been soggy, really soggy!  I feel despair for the people who are affected by the rivers breaking their barriers and homes destroyed, as cliffs give up their fight with the unforgiving sea.  I have used January to reflect, recover from the festive season and getting back to the regular routines.  The thing is, I love rain, it calms me, it makes me feel comfortable at home, but the jet stream has outstayed its welcome now and the flooded fields and flood barriers need to rest.  With my January mosaic I realised just how little my camera has captured life this month.  
For those who are regular readers, you will know I have been looking at things differently this month, seeing the ordinary as extraordinary.  Thank you SO MUCH to those who have left comments and taking time out of your busy day to do this, they were all so humbling, no... extraordinary!  Mumsy reads my posts with your wonderful comments and felt inspired to send me a poem.  You may know it from the funeral in 'Four Weddings and a Funeral':

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows
No time to see, when woods we pass,
When squirrels hide their nuts in grass,
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams of stars full, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
Hyacinth roots - growing in a glass.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

This beautiful poem was by William Henry Davies and called "Leisure".  I have put a link here for more information on his extraordinary life.

I hope you are all keeping safe and warm and thank you again for your lovely visits and comments.

Next week... a visit to my home town... LONDON!!!



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