After what has seemed like a very long time, I have found my perfect moment.
I finally managed to get to the sea, and the sun was shining. A strong breeze from the water created some medium-sized but beautiful waves.
We had visited this beach the week before, but the weather was atrocious that day, and we nearly froze. The weather report was more favourable yesterday, so we made the journey again.
I have been trying to snatch a few precious moments to get my sea fix, and it was beginning to look like it might never happen.
The sea is my soul mate and very special to me. I need to commune with the spirits of the deep regularly.
Seeing how my health seems to be slowly deteriorating, I need to keep my soul happy, or I may give up. So yesterday was invaluable for several reasons.
Once on the seafront, the family were busy fussing about coffee or something to eat, but the sea was calling me, and I wandered slowly down the shingle beach and headed for the water. Almost immediately, the deafening sound of the waves beaching and the sweeter sound of the water filtering through the shingle lifted me out of this world. A world where I was completely at home.
I wanted to sit down, stay awhile, and enjoy the moment, but the shingle was wet, so I perched on a breakwater, mesmerised by the crashing waves.
I managed to film my perfect long-awaited moment on my phone, so I could share the moment with you…
Keeping the magical theme going today, I thought I would share a magical moment we had yesterday…
Autumn is in full swing, and the wind is having a lot of fun with the leaves outside, especially the ones that come from my bonsai…
This one was floating in mid-air…
Trees fascinate me, and I love them all.
This is an ancient olive tree, and I bet it could tell a few stories…
Image from Pixabay.com
If I am honest, this week has not been much of a good one.
I found this very disappointing after such a wonderful book launch the week before.
Possibly an anticlimax, I suppose, but still disappointing.
Still no new appointment from the hospital, which has triggered so many thoughts, ( most of them bad) wondering what the future has in store. I suddenly realised that I am also my own carer, taking care of both of us. Looks like we must take care of ourselves these days, which is better than nothing I suppose.
Our medications are on automatic now, so diet and exercise are down to us, so we must do our best in that department.
The weather has allowed a little gardening this week, and it was good to be outdoors, but it didn’t lift my mood as well as it normally does. Life on the internet has been plagued all week by a Mcafee pop-up, insisting that my computer is riddled with virus and thereby doomed. Anita has not appreciated the amount of cursing that emanates from the office every time it shows up. When she asked me if there was some way to switch the bloody thing off, I had to admit I hadn’t given that a thought. I mean, where would I find such a switch?
At the bottom of the pop-up, it said via Microsoft Edge, so I went there, looking for something I could turn off. And I found it. Under notifications. I turned them off and the pesky thing vanished! Yay!
Things are looking up, I thought, wondering how long they would last.
I didn’t have long to wait.
Yesterday, I noticed a new review for Ghost of a Chance. Instantly, the miserable week faded away.
4.0 out of 5 stars Dark crime fiction with a splash of the supernatural
Reviewed in the United States on 5 October 2022
Although this book is a continuation in a series, the author did a good job of establishing characters and their past relationships. As a reader I felt on firm footing. The story is told from alternating POVs, all in third person, with the exception of the MC, David Snow, a former DI, who has suffered a debilitating injury that has changed his career path. We get his POV in first person.
While the story itself is gritty, the writing is polished, and the pacing strong. The writer has a deft hand with dark investigative crime. A splash of the supernatural adds an intriguing element to this hard-hitting tale that explores the bleaker side of human nature and relationships.
Thank you so much, Mae!
Anita has just given me her latest poem, and I think it sums up the way we have both been feeling this week.
No Way Out
I am the ghost of my future Not yet written Each day is a dead end Until you wake from sleeping Walk among the living Each step writes your own history Good or bad, it comes by your thoughts Dreaming puts a drop in the mix The pink rabbit sitting on your chest With no way to lead you to the truth Your day ends the same way, sleeping The days are not square or long They are round, you keep going round In circles, until you write your way out… ©AnitaDawes2022