After the somewhat emotionally traumatic week I’ve had it’s been so helpful to have received a lot of reassurance and support from my readers and fellow bloggers. Thank you to all who have been in touch, it really means a lot.
I followed up on one comment I received by reading through that lady’s blog and came across something which has highlighted a dilemma I face.
I’ve always been a great fan of Elvis Presley, ever since as a child Mum would say that there was an Elvis concert on the TV. It would be almost compulsory viewing for me because I loved his voice so much, and his stage shows were amazing, for the time.
“In the Ghetto” has long been a favourite among his many recordings, not only because it is such a well structured song but it highlights the struggles that so many people face; struggles which a truly caring society would, by now, have eliminated.
Following on from yesterday’s post regarding the Dorothy Relief Appeal I picked up a new follower from Aberdeenshire, the author Ailish Sinclair, and in browsing her blog I came across a post which reminded me so much of the house in Wales where I used to live. The relationship I was in while I lived there followed the course of all my other relationships and ended in a train wreck but, along with all the dogs, there were many things there to enjoy and be thankful for.
The (very weirdly shaped) garden with the stream along the side; the wooded bank opposite, the sound and sight of woodpeckers, and the clumps of wild primroses that decorated the bank in among the trees and holly bushes. As I’m writing this I’m also remembering the badgers that set up home there for a while, and the owls which hooted and screeched us to sleep on warm, summer nights.
Ailish’s blog post incorporates woodpeckers and primroses, two of the loveliest elements of that Welsh garden, and it got me thinking … while so many of us are sitting around with extra time on our hands, take a moment or two to think back. I don’t mean just to pre-Coronavirus time either. What is there in memories from the past that you really miss and would pick out as something you would want to live through again?