Golden sneeze dust and fairy lights

We went cycling in Bracknell Forest yesterday and it was delightful.

It was as if a giant had sneezed gold dust randomly to his left and his right, as he'd been ambling along the tracks in the Forest. It was blindingly beautiful, the dark green, interspersed with the bright gold of the silver birch leaves. On the ground, the delicate threads of grass were decorated with the diamonds of tiny droplets of water and, here and there, our giant had sneezed again, on random clumps of grass, now turned golden, set among the green.

Nature is truly beautiful if you take the time to stop and look at it. To look for the contrasts in light and dark, the textures, the patterns and the tiny movements of woodland animals and ladybirds (of which there are a surprising number, in red, black and gold).

Today was a day plucked from Spring and the sun shone his warmth and his light so brightly all day. In our joy at such a heavenly day, we impulsively bought a Christmas tree - not a real one mind, just a teeny tiny white one complete with baubles, lights and tinsel. I shall post a picture once we've set it up, as obviously it will require great concentration and effort and is not something to be done in five minutes.

Life is good and I must remember this when I am dissolving into tears of worry at not having a 'proper' job. Everything good comes to those who wait and who keep their eyes wide open.

Happy Sunday evening to all of you. xxxx