What a glorious ode to the sunrise and the early rising creatures! But I'll also admit to hearing my heart skip a beat when the boars (and those infamous dogs) streamed out ...
The dogs still rule sadly Gabs… I’m not sure which to be more fearful of… you must come soon for the early walk though darling… let us hunt m’y muse together xx
Rae you are an angel... thank you always for such eloquence and joy filled kindnesses - your words bring as many smiles as my hill - you write in a way that makes me think it is you that should be here... you that should be describing these moments and I truly would love for you to join me... I wonder too though, would we see the same light..? X
Oh my! Oi vey! You are a courageous wild woman dearest Susie! I deeply respect your sense of adventure and bravery which I felt intensely, body and soul while reading. Every word beckoned me to join you! Always with you and in my heart!
And you know so well that I would take your hand with absolute please sweet soul... to show you my hill ‘for real’ would be a dream come true..! Biggest love and yes... one day... one day...♥️x
What a way to spend a Sunday morning - on the search for your hare! I am immediately transported with you on your moodle and feel the both the discomfort of the wet clothes and the joys of nature on your hill.
It was one of those mornings when I simply couldn’t stay still Debs... do you get that feeling ..? The one where you think maybe you’re missing something, you don’t know what and even though you know the conditions aren’t perfect you have to just go see..! And yes... it was definitely a moodle... not a perfect one but beautiful nonetheless..!
A Joy! A Joy!! What a Joy!! So lovely to read. I was there with you on the hillside, waiting for the sun, in soaked jeans and silent, stolen moments. I heard my harsh breath in my dry throat and felt sure all could hear my hammering heartbeat. I felt the whisper of the breeze through unseen, hidden brindle fur and long ears. You are a magician and I love you for it! I confess I am also greedy and will be clamouring for more, like a fallen fledgling, demanding and voracious. But this is just so good!! Thank You for transporting me mind, body, and soul to Your Hill. I can't wait to meet there again soon!
Apologies Rae... I replied in such a flourish of tears and fatigue yesterday that I hit the wrong button - my reply is at the top of the page here... but I returned for the sole purpose of telling you that this morning as I reluctantly left my misty hill for classes, my muse was waiting half way down... his brindle fur wet from overnight rain and he sat their for an age preening himself - and I had not even my phone to take a shot... perhaps it is just not meant to be..? X
Oh Susi - sorry to hear this. Sounds like you are in need of rest and restorative time. I hope being near your muse, in the moment and without the demands of a camera, gave some of this. xxx
I am hanging in there, the end of the school year is always hard, I am wilting but not wilted... With or without my camera Rae, there is always a sense of a recharging of batteries when I catch sight of him... I wonder if he was perhaps aware of my urgent need that morning and hence stayed still just a little longer...? xx
What a glorious ode to the sunrise and the early rising creatures! But I'll also admit to hearing my heart skip a beat when the boars (and those infamous dogs) streamed out ...
The dogs still rule sadly Gabs… I’m not sure which to be more fearful of… you must come soon for the early walk though darling… let us hunt m’y muse together xx
Rae you are an angel... thank you always for such eloquence and joy filled kindnesses - your words bring as many smiles as my hill - you write in a way that makes me think it is you that should be here... you that should be describing these moments and I truly would love for you to join me... I wonder too though, would we see the same light..? X
We couldn't see the same things, or in the same way .... so what an amazing array of image and word we could create - the joys of collaboration! xxx
Goodness yes! I am already imagining such creations! X
Oh my! Oi vey! You are a courageous wild woman dearest Susie! I deeply respect your sense of adventure and bravery which I felt intensely, body and soul while reading. Every word beckoned me to join you! Always with you and in my heart!
And you know so well that I would take your hand with absolute please sweet soul... to show you my hill ‘for real’ would be a dream come true..! Biggest love and yes... one day... one day...♥️x
What a way to spend a Sunday morning - on the search for your hare! I am immediately transported with you on your moodle and feel the both the discomfort of the wet clothes and the joys of nature on your hill.
It was one of those mornings when I simply couldn’t stay still Debs... do you get that feeling ..? The one where you think maybe you’re missing something, you don’t know what and even though you know the conditions aren’t perfect you have to just go see..! And yes... it was definitely a moodle... not a perfect one but beautiful nonetheless..!
Many thanks lovely... sweet dreams x
A Joy! A Joy!! What a Joy!! So lovely to read. I was there with you on the hillside, waiting for the sun, in soaked jeans and silent, stolen moments. I heard my harsh breath in my dry throat and felt sure all could hear my hammering heartbeat. I felt the whisper of the breeze through unseen, hidden brindle fur and long ears. You are a magician and I love you for it! I confess I am also greedy and will be clamouring for more, like a fallen fledgling, demanding and voracious. But this is just so good!! Thank You for transporting me mind, body, and soul to Your Hill. I can't wait to meet there again soon!
Apologies Rae... I replied in such a flourish of tears and fatigue yesterday that I hit the wrong button - my reply is at the top of the page here... but I returned for the sole purpose of telling you that this morning as I reluctantly left my misty hill for classes, my muse was waiting half way down... his brindle fur wet from overnight rain and he sat their for an age preening himself - and I had not even my phone to take a shot... perhaps it is just not meant to be..? X
Oh Susi - sorry to hear this. Sounds like you are in need of rest and restorative time. I hope being near your muse, in the moment and without the demands of a camera, gave some of this. xxx
I am hanging in there, the end of the school year is always hard, I am wilting but not wilted... With or without my camera Rae, there is always a sense of a recharging of batteries when I catch sight of him... I wonder if he was perhaps aware of my urgent need that morning and hence stayed still just a little longer...? xx