I first visited New York City two years ago. It was overwhelming and exciting and loud and buzzing. I loved it.
Last weekend we decided to take a last minute trip north to New Hampshire. The past month or so has been pretty hectic and the kids have had to spend a lot of time following us around as we pack and move boxes. They’ve been very patient and deserved a treat. So, when a friend suggested that we join them at Storyland (a theme park), we jumped at the chance!
We have just spent a wonderful, if busy, ten days in Dublin and Edinburgh visiting family and friends.
No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one.
But, my mother returning to the UK last weekend marked the end of our ‘summer’ activities.
I expected to be a quivering wreck by the end of them, done in by the constant noise, activity and need for entertainment.
Instead, my heart is full of memories and my mind is full of ideas and inspiration.
However… I am exhausted, worn out, in desperate need of some quiet time to take stock, plan, reorganise and revitalise. Recharge my energy (and enthusiasm!) levels.
Tidy my house…
I have always returned from holiday in the past saying ‘I need another one to recover!’.
But, I don’t feel the need to recover from the summer holidays and our various trips. We have had so much fun, so much quality family time, I have no negative feelings.
I definitely have need of a rest though!
Just a small one – perhaps a few less activities, a few less outings… A few more early nights!
Then we can throw ourselves into Autumn with the same enthusiasm and excitement with which we approached the summer.
Bring it on!
It feels like forever since I published something on the blog.
It’s actually been less than two weeks, but it feels so much longer.
Perhaps I have become so used to writing every day, and publishing most days, that even a break of a few days would feel like a long time.
We have just spent two weeks with my sister in New Mexico.
My husband spent most of that two weeks in Mexico working.
The wee girl decided sleep was for wimps – clearly I am a wimp.
A week of 5am starts was followed by a week of ‘playtime’ between midnight and 3am.
During the day we spent time with the family. Enjoying trips to the park, museum, farmers market, Santa Fe and Bandelier.
In the evenings we chatted, ate my sisters wonderful home cooked food and drank wine (and the odd margarita!).
Even without the eye rolls when I checked twitter or commented on blogs, there really was little time – and if I’m honest – little inclination to write.
I was tired.
Now, I find myself with a head full of posts and no idea where to start.
I want to write! I really miss writing.
I guess I should simply start at the top of my list… I do like my lists :)
But, is that the right order, will it make sense, does it matter?!
Really – I just need to stop procrastinating and get started!
In the words of one of my favourite screenwriters/directors/authors:
Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE.
We’ve just spent a lovely week away in New Hampshire.
One afternoon I took a walk on my own, having a wander around lovely gift shops, craft stores and galleries. Enjoying a moment of quiet in the midst of a wonderful, exciting, noisy family holiday!
My walk took me along the ‘high street’ in North Conway. There were flowers everywhere, and although they were past their best, they were so colourful and pretty. The town clearly takes great pride in its displays. There were borders and beds, tubs and pots, all overflowing with beautiful plants.
After walking some way I began to notice the paving stones, every few feet there is a strip of grey slabs, each engraved with a message. Some are adverts for local businesses, but most are dedicated to a family, or a couple or are in memory of someone lost. It was lovely.
I am linking up with the wonderful Mammasaurus again for her ‘How does your garden grow?’ linky. Click on the badge and be inspired.