The house is quiet as a mouse, except for the murmurous crackling of the dying embers of the fire next door in the family room.
I am tired - today has been a lovely day. My ex's niece is staying with her two little ones, 2 year old Matilda and 4 month old George. As I always comment, family visitors make the house come alive, and cooking again for family gives me so much pleasure.
S brought me a bunch of daffodils and richly perfumed jonquils, and the kitchen is suffused with their lovely scent. The little ones are tucked up in bed, and my eyelids are drooping - I am away to my bed, Maud and Billy are sitting quietly by my side, heads on one side, waiting for me to close down the laptop, pick up my water glass and head for my cosy bed.
Tomorrow is another day.
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Sounds like you had a wonderful day, being with family and lovingly preparing food.
I would have loved to have seen a photograph of the daffodils, I could almost smell them by your description ♥
What a perfect contrast between this post and the one before it. I do feel that somehow their juxtaposition, albeit possibly coincidental, somehow says something about our human condition. After all as Camus said: "The struggle itself...is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy." We must, mustn't we? Children sleeping, faithful friends (canine and otherwise), a lovely home, those are the things we need to cling to, to preserve our sanity, our happiness. Say not the struggle naught availeth and all that. The events in Japan are so beyond all that we can imagine, so hellish. But we carry on, look at all that surrounds us and simply imagine that Sisyphus/ we are happy.
Thank you for your post on the sad events which have unfolded in Japan. Your latest post really resonates as I have been hosting my daughter and new grandson Edward this week which has really brought my old house to life again! Wonderful.x
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