the bells of st. meddans

this morning i took myself off for a brisk stroll along the
shore.
beautiful, the tide was way out, leaving acres of sand for
ball chasing dogs to hurtle across.
older couples were strolling, no particular hurry. young
couples held hands and snogged at the oceans edge.
toddlers toddling, moms and dads pushing strollers filled
with strapped in tykes.

i left the sea front and cut across in front of the town hall,
then down and across into the high street for a window shopping
wander.
i quickened my pace as i turned into church street and headed
for home.
the bells of st. meddans were ringing, calling
the faithful to prayer. the somewhat late faithful were
scurrying, heels clattering on the stone pavements. dressed in
their sunday best and determined not to embarrass themselves
with a tardy entrance!

life is good!

home again, warm spring sunshine streaming through the windows.
my rainbow maker whirling away, creating joyous patterns
across the living room.

i popped a piece of pork in the oven for our sunday lunch roast.
the children are coming for lunch today. the omnivorous part of
my family, not the vegans!

kettle on, coffee brewing, time to blog.