I have been away again with friends to Whitby musical festival, what an amazing week. A surprise Birthday party for me with presents, delicious food and our musician friends playing and singing, the best party!  Followed by lunches with other friends during the week. We joined other friends,old and new every evening and were truly entranced with the wonderful talented musicians and the way they involved everyone including new players in the music. The last night fish and chips, more music and dance and not too early bed! Another cottage now booked for next year!

We have returned from gorgeous Zermatt, Switzerland, following a perfect time away with family.   Mountains covered with snow/ice on the top slopes, experienced skiers glinting in the sunshine which shone all week!  The lower slopes, (still very high) laden with velvet greens, thousands of wildflowers white, vibrant blue, yellow, pink.  On the long descent the green pine trees everywhere. How gorgeous they must look covered in snow in the Winter. The environment is perfect!

A divine holiday.

We were all so sad to leave but hopefully one day will return.

I have been travelling in our beautiful country. To Hexham Northumberland, Hadrians wall area, Kinder forest, wonderful walking exploring. Hexham Abbey, awesome! Friendly people, individual shopping, great tea shops/restaurants.

The English lake district, surely one of the most beautiful places on earth. Bounteous  multicoloured blossoms, vibrant pinks,purples, green, yellow, blue. The lakes shimmering in the hot sunshine, Ullswater viewed from the high fells following a strenous walk up Patterdale. Divine!

Today was evocative, meeting a friend for quick catch up we spoke of Australia, she has a Son living over there, and my Son and Daughter emigrated, Son to Melbourne, Daughter to Brisbane. During my last visit to Brisbane 2 years ago we drove to Byron Bay, what an beautiful breathtaking area. We arrived in time for breakfast in the restaurant on the beach. White sands, hot sun, surfers coming out of the ocean walking up the beach and showers to wash the sand away, quick change, cooked breakfast and off to work/school, what a fabulous way to live.

to be continued ……

Every day since the killing of our rabbit I have been shown/heard about foxes, either in a magazine, television, email, radio, there was a white van parked at the side of my home today with Fox Rentals written on the side! No I have not written the story yet but it will come.

Christmas was enjoyed with some of my family here, only Peter, Belinda, Scarlet and Maya in Australia again. Good news they are coming here 2014 Christmas, it will be so lovely for my whole family all to be together again.

Michael has been very ill for more than a week now, real influenza what a horrible illness, today a teeny bit better so hopefully he is reaching the corner to turn! I cancelled my train journey to Carole’s to celebrate Rich 40th Birthday, and of course they were very kind and concerned. That is the second time I have been prevented from going and to claim a refund one has to produce a Doctors letter which cost as much as the train tickets, so it is not worth it!

Having decided on New Years Day to restart to drive I drove around the block, it felt really weird but oh the relief of becoming independent again, only driving locally at the moment but now my broken bones are healed and becoming more flexible I will soon go further.

My car has been recalled for a safety check so will be driving to Preston on Monday the 10th for airbag check.and hope Michael will be well enough to come with me.

It seems so long since I wrote a post and so much has happened but I hope to get back into the discipline of writing every eve again

My fractured bones are trying to heal themselves with the help of Arnica pilules,my essential oils and Reiki healing.Only five weeks since the injury but it feels much longer, oh how I long to drive my car again, and go to the gym!  Friends have been wonderful picking me up and going out for lunch/cafe society and interesting conversations, I am so thankful for my Son Michael, Daughter Carole and Son in law Rich and all friends for support.

I think of the fox most days, have not been able to write the story yet, found tiny pieces of white fur from our rabbit flying around the garden still here. Moustachio had favouite places to lie one of which was against little picket fence, the piece of fencing blew down today in the fierce winds, exactly where she used to be, strange connections, does wild nature try to destroy what is left of destruction?

Following the horrible killing by fox/s of our white rabbit, her head was ripped off and her eyes lay staring terrified but not much else was left, I closed her eyes and my son Michael and me buried what was left, the day spiralled into a black dog day.  Later that same day at a friends house I accidentally wrapped my left foot lower leg into a extension lead which was slightly off the floor and plugged into a socket which triggered a fall into steel legs of table and chairs. One second I am upright the next smashed and broken battered and bruised left wrist, left hand fingers and  knuckles, and right hand fingers right side of neck and shoulders/head. I must have been knocked out for a second or two as I do not remember hitting the floor.

Only a few days before this happening a friend and I were talking of how life can change in the time it takes to flick two fingers together, How strange it seems that three days later my life changed involving my fingers.

Having arrived at the very busy casualty department of our local hospital I was seen by triage nurse who gave pain killers and asked me to wait,  four hours later and interesting conversations with the sick and injured, ( I made a casualty buddy friend ) I was ushered into a consulting room and was assessed by the casualty Doctor, who was absolutely wonderful to me, professional, kind and explained  plan A if I had to go to theatre for operation, plan B if no theatre. Following xrays, a short stay in observation ward and an hour or so later my poor paw, wrist and fingers had been plastered into a cast, my fingers into a buddy, all this done with the expertise of plaster technician. I cannot speak highly enough of the excellent care that was given to me when I needed it most.

In hindsight was it the shock of finding our rabbit ripped to pieces which filled my thoughts and took my concentration away from the mindfullness of the moment.

The very next morning Michael went to have a look at her burial site and fox/s had been back and taken her remains.

Every day since the black dog day I have seen images of a fox, in magazine, puppets, tv, soft toys via email so I am looking at my next short story which is waiting to be written, of course it will be involving fox.

Sorry I have been absent for a while dear reader, thank you very much for following my posts.

it has been a strange and turbulent time.  Last Monday my day seemed to exhibit and mirror the howling gale force winds and torrential rain, lashing and battering every nook and cranny wherever it could sneak in.

The day began as usual with happiness and gratitude, yoga stretching following a deep sleep, then dance downstairs to fill the kettle for morning tea, while kettle heating up i take a rich tea biscuit, a favourite feed for our white rabbit, named Moustachio, who has the freedom she desires outside in the rear patio. i was met with a scene of carnage as our lovely rabbit had been killed by fox/s. i could not believe what I was seeing and had to stand and gaze in horror, not even feeling the pouring rain.

My son Michael came downstairs and was about to go outside to give Moustachio a biscuit when I asked him not to and had to warn him what had happened. We went outside together and Michael dug a hole in the garden and we buried her. So terribly sad.

Moustachio was a rescue rabbit and she came to live with us a long time ago.  She arrived an aggressive frightened biting  scratching little creature, who loathed her hutch and only used it as a toilet. She had her freedom to roam and just be who she wanted to be. Michael built her a little cave in which she hid, and she also loved to be under the branches of one our fallen trees. She grew in personality and stature both very large! She was happy and became softer and more gentle, always running to us  for her little treats, chasing away any birds that dared to come near her territory.

The fox/s came back and now there is not a trace left of our lovely rabbit.

The fox/s are becoming more urban, more of their territory is destroyed daily and they have less and less areas to live and thrive and look after their young, many are starving due to human destruction.  We were shocked and are still upset at the loss of our non human loved one but she had a wonderful life with us, yes in hindsight had we had known foxes were around we would have fastened her in the hated hutch at night but she would have loathed it and we could not imprison any animal to a life of misery trapped in a cage.

Our life has been enriched by having Moustachio in our life.  I hope you are in the arms of Angels now little being.

To be continued………….

I am very busy organising the next MBS fair which will be held in October, we have some great stalls and a labyrinth so just need a fine sunshiny day!

Heard from our lovely friends who we met in Whitby and they are now on the healing list with their beautiful daughter.

Met some great people today, such a privilege to be able to heal.

I am cutting this short as I want to continue writing the lyrics for my 2 friends.

Thank you for reading and following me. xxx

having moved from Australia to Thailand It is so good to hear my son is happy in his job. the last few weeks he has flown to Borneo/ Bejjing/New York it sounds so glamorous but is very hard work, his work ethic is superb which is why he is so excellent at his job and was head hunted for this position.

Hopefully we will get together next year in Italy when my three children and their  families will spend a beautiful time together.