Angels

Well what a welcome back to blogging, thank you so much for taking the time to actually comment. It amazes me that anyone reads my witter (as it does my family) the fact that you actually take time out of your own day to leave a comment really does make such a difference and for that I thank you so much. Well I have managed to read a couple of blogs this last week, and there is so much talk of Autumn. I have to say that I will be taken kicking and screaming into it as I so want this summer to continue just a little longer, after all, here in the UK we have only had a couple of weeks of it. SO I am still thinking outdoors, sunshine and playing with the children. Do not get me wrong, since my last post an amazing amount of sewing and knitting has been accomplished. I am sure over the next couple of days I will share with you the the products that my hands have been working on, especially my memory quilt for my cousin Linda, its finished... I also have my giveaway to do. But for now its a beach post once again. I love, I so LOVE this picture of my children, as most Moms do, I call my babes little Angels (and sometimes they are, but not always) to me this photo really captures the spirit of them from their Mommy's prospective. Holding hands, bare feet, outdoors and just so cute, yer I know I am biased!!!!
This weekend we took a trip in the camper van, I have a bit of a tradition in going to Wales for the start and end of the summer season. We packed up on Saturday morning and took the long drive to the coast. We got there early evening and went straight to our favourite restaurant and had a great meal outside. This trip we took an extra person, the children's Daddy came with us. After our meal we drove down to the beach, there was very little daylight left and the boys just ran straight into the sea, casting aside their shoes and shorts as they went. As soon as the chill hit the air the boys started moving around stones in the hope of a camp fire, sadly this was not to be and a damn was built instead, later we cuddled up in our blankets my older babe was sad to see very few stars and he commented on his wish for lots of stars, 'Mommy last time we came here at night you and I lay on the sand and made sand angels and looked at the stars.' Once again, how a child can touch your heart with words alone. Sadly our traveling partner is not a beach fan and it breaks my heart to see him try so hard to join in with something he just does not feel. We are all different, but the beach is such an important part of my life, I love the feelings and emotions it brings and I so want to share them. To see someone just not feel it is a sad thing indeed. I guess I am more reserved too so as not to come across and the silly Mom that I really am when playing with my kids.
I awoke before anyone else the next morning, I was also the last to go to bed for I sat and knitted and listened to Brenda's Cast-on podcast. The view that welcomed me was amazing, the beach, the sun rising and the silence, Oh so silent! We packed a picnic and headed to the beach, well two beaches, one is a wild beach with dangerous sea, but so amazing especially when you have it virtually to yourself. The second is a child friendly beach we dug out boats, swam in the sea and curled up in the tent. Again the boys Daddy watched the children play, but with the irritation of the sand and the chill in the air, it was not the amazing beach day for him that was for the children and me. You know when you care for someone and you really want to share with them your hopes and dreams and what makes you , well you!!! Sometimes it just does not work. I guess it works both ways, he is more into jumping off mountains with a bit of fabric to break his fall, flying in the sky without a parachute, the rush of adrenalin that he enjoys is the stuff of nightmares for me. Still for the children we do what we can in the hope that they get a varied zest for life.
We did manage to get him to pick up a few stones though when we went beach combing:-)
Now in case I had not tortured this poor man enough, on the way to the beach we made a diversion to Abakhan fabrics, it was a stop for a picnic and for me to stock up on fabric, after all I needed more, right? So I am off to wash it all and get it put in the stash all ready for action and a promise to you that the next following posts will return to the the works in progress. Forgive my beach time indulgence.