Today, the view from the Summerhouse is grey and wet. Yet I am heartened at signs of spring bulbs rising from winter’s slumber with fresh, green shoots. Soon, the view will be awash with colour.
As I work on the last leg of my memoir revisions, I feel like a spring bulb: hidden away, seemingly asleep, but working hard to grow a shoot of writing progress, the completed draft, closer to the surface.
Concentration and focus on writing is one thing; my increasing challenges as a carer and advocate for a family member are another. And this leaves me with not much left for blogging.
My solution, I think, is to post short (but hopefully sweet…) posts when I can. Just a few words, with a photograph or two, maybe a quote or a 99 word flash fiction while I focus on my writing…
Because I don’t want to disappear, and I do want to visit you, dear friends, and I will be working on that…and thank you so much for your understanding and to those who’ve recently helped with suggestions to ease me out of my blogging blues.
One idea from dear Sarah was to post a haiku and a photo, as she regularly does. I have always wanted to try my hand at haiku, so let’s see. I was encouraged by her beautiful post about the different forms of Japanese poetry featured at her friend (and my new blogging friend) Bill’s blog, Artistry With Words.
To kick off my new blogging regime then, I thought how nice it would be to share with you some photos from a sunny day spent at Tamar Otter & Wildlife Centre in Cornwall last summer. It is one of several posts I was forced to abandon at the time…
It was a baking hot day, for England, but these darling otters, both British and Asian, including their babies, came out to play ~
I thought it would be against the odds to snap a shot of a family of otters looking in the same direction.
Next time I post, let’s hope the view is sunny and bright with the bulbs in full bloom and we will say hello, how lovely to see you again, and share a smile beneath spring’s warming sunshine…