bright adventures

Just popping in to let you know I am still here. Thinking of you and hoping you are enjoying this favourite season of mine, the season of lush green and tingling possibility. I love how nature decorates her forest halls with fresh leaves, filling the ceilings with whispers of love for the wind, and scattering sun speckles all over the floor, spreading perfume in the breeze from lilacs, bluebells and cowslip, lavishing warmth and early morning birdsong.

I think I will take that break after all. I think it will do me good to have one less thing to feel guilty about in my life for the moment. This place was never intended for that. Oh, I'm sure I will be back, no doubt about it. But for now I'm allowing myself a rest and learning how to be the most that I can be, without becoming overwhelmed.

I leave you with a Swedish hymn that is a favourite of mine and that my grandmother also loved so it is special to me in many ways. Forgive my translation that does it no justice and the fact that I can't play it here, but know that I am singing it for you, on a path not so far away. Wishing you bright adventures on your journey.

Now, the valley’s bosom is green
Now, fragrant meadows and knolls
Come, come with us a-wandering
In joyous spring time

Each day like a golden bowl
Brimming with wine
So drink my friend, drink sun and scent
For the day it is yours

Far away from the grey of town
Happily we steer our way
Following the white ribbon of road
Towards bright adventures

With open eyes let us see
The riches that is life
That grows and simmers everywhere
Where spring goes to bloom