Been a bit of a funny old day so far today.
Not felt right - rather sad and low.... why why why
I am not sure if its cos it would have been my Dads birthday today
or the worry about Mum who is now alone without a carer (her choice)
Here are some photos of today
over 35 years ago....happy times.
Where does the time go???
Had to go out this morning to pick the daffodils which were all on the ground today
Now in a vase - or two....
There that makes things seem brighter
Well I must not dwell on the day - best get on with
making something ... find it is always a good way to get focused
on the positive.
I did some sorting out the other day and came across a ATC
with the words of
IF by Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Think it sums up my thoughts today.
Well something different today thinking of you all
my Dear Friends and thank you for being you and
I really appreciate you comments, every single one. :)