hope again

an insects view of my little bed of cosmos

Hope is a talent like any other

Storm Jameson

Well then,
I think I'm gonna practice my hope

this early morning

the sound of gulls (which lately bring tears of goodness to my eyes it feels as if I never really listened to them before - but how can that be ?) • a fishing boat leaving the harbour • a tidy organized desk • crows and their amazing vocabulary • a hot smelly bubble bath waiting • a feeling of being somewhat caught up with my work • a very out of the blue day of creativity yesterday (don't ya love when that happens) • a good sleep • a happy day spent quietly at the little gift & home decor store • a long chat with three sweet couples all the way from Tennessee (and don't ya love how they speak, so sing song Say Tennessee again, please), they asked me where in Nova Scotia they should visit and I replied (tres enthusiastically) Go get your map I first suggested that they spend a day doing this beautiful drive • another long conversation with a sailor from the big, big ship docked at the wharf (little did he know that very curious girl had been saving up all her big ship questions just for him but he was very happy to oblige) • a trip to town today and lunch out with my friend Helen • an apt. tomorrow (here) with a potential excellent handy man - shut up !! and stay tuned • golden dawn light just touching the tips of the trees outside our window • and it's September and I love LOVE September