Sometimes it’s too easy to think the path ahead is clear. Blue skies, sunny days what have we to fear? Suddenly we face a hurdle, ones we tried to get over before. This time the hurdle is standing larger than the one we faced before. There may be a bright side but today everything is dark. Sometimes we have to stop along the path, restore energy and remember who holds the future and the future is in His hands. 

“I know who holds the future,

And I know who holds my hand,

With God things don’t just happen,

Everything by Him is planned;

So as I face tomorrow

With its problems large and small,

I’ll trust the God of miracles-

Give to Him my all.”

—A.B. Smith


Waiting for the storm

A turbulent week brought thoughts to my mind as I had to face fears, illness and try recover a little confidence. The situation in the world far outweighs my worries and fears although I take solace in the words ‘all these things must come to pass’ Matthew ch 24 v6 This is how I put into perspective things which are out of my control. 

I took this photo last week when we were waiting for a storm to pass and now we find ourselves in with another weather alert for high winds and rain. I can hear the wind as I type this blog. The heron stands in the distance, oblivious to any danger the storm may bring. He is waiting to dive for his next meal, he thinks about his life one moment at a time. He doesn’t plan ahead and stress about not having Christmas organised or piles up too much food. He hunts when he is hungry, yet stands tall in the face of the storm. 

I have another quote which I have been reflecting on while we enter into a season which can overpower our daily lives. We need to keep things in perspective and recover our strength even if it means we step aside from this fast paced world. We need to pray without ceasing for each other, the world around us and ourselves and most important of all we need to listen for the answer as we don’t have the answersourselves. I know who holds my future ‘So likewise ye, when ye see these things come to pass, know ye that the Kingdom of God is nigh at hand’ Luke Ch 21 v31

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. John Muir (1838–1914)

Stopping to wonder


Do you ever stop to wonder if by circumstances you were not able to update your status, share a photo, browse through the latest news and reviews, comment on blogs, send a tweet via Twitter? Sometimes our health dictates how much we can do or how we feel emotionally day by day and it is at times like these we may be halted in our tracks to view a busy online life with different eyes.

Unseen complex health issues cannot be understood by friends who only know us for our online personality, this isn’t their fault and we shouldn’t expect them to understand. I always consider that a friend may need a listening ear or a few words of support when I notice that anyone has been quiet and hasn’t been ‘seen’ online.

I don’t deny the relevance of social sharing and know there are networks I love belonging to and trust the nature of the friendships I have made there. We have to move with the times and embrace the value of friendships we make which wouldn’t be possible if we didn’t have the Internet.

The old saying ‘like a drop in the ocean’ can be equated to things we might do in life. I know that our dedication to the conservation of nature may be like a drop in the ocean when man decides houses or roads or shopping centres are a priority, no matter what cost to nature. I thought about this saying and recent issues I have experienced and realised my online presence doesn’t even have enough drops to make a tiny cloud in our cyber cloud. We can disappear, no one will miss us, they don’t even see a vague cloud white or grey if today we disappear eased completely. We don’t want to be clouds in anybody’s life but we want to shine even with a little light.

Turning the tables, do you remember those who have been quiet or aren’t seen in your social circles anymore? In fact these questions are much more important when it comes to us caring for others at home or online. I may stop to wonder but I would prefer to be remembered as a person who cared, who was there when needed and knew when to ask and when to listen. It is more important for us to consider how we react to friends and learn to communicate effectively. This doesn’t mean a public display, it’s the private message, the special card, a hug either virtual or real that will help someone somewhere when we take time to care.

It’s all too easy to feel pressure but we should always remember we have a part to play to in being a friend. I pushed my tears away to type this today.

You can’t see anything properly while your eyes are blurred with tears ©CSLewis

We need to chat

My mind has been dwelling on comment I made to dad last week, which prompted me to think of how things have changed due to the fact we spend a lot of time online.
I must add that I have made some wonderful friends via social networks and other online forums. I cherish these friendships and despite never having met I treat them like my extended family.

Last week I mentioned in passing to dad that my friend had commented about a subject. Immediately dad asked how my friend was, what was her weather like and how her husband was. This may not seem odd but I replied that it was only a tweet. I stopped in my tracks and realised that the older generation don’t really grasp the 140 character replies we have become so used to making. They couldn’t even comprehend a ‘like’ of emoji may be the substance of a conversation. Life back before we had the internet involved actual conversations, feelings and genuine care. Do we really want our conversations to be a ‘symbol’ a ‘star’ or a ‘like/ok’? I use all of these to communicate but I also chat to my friends via messages or even the ‘now’ old fashioned email. I don’t think I would have such close online friendships if all I did was send an emoji or a like to my friends everyday. My reply to dad emphasised to me the importance of conversations in real life and online by whatever form that means to us.

Life is busy and often I feel I just want to stop everything and take time to get back to old fashioned meaningful ways. I know a digital detox wouldn’t be the way as I would loose contact with some of my closet friends. I don’t want to think real conversations will be replaced by social buttons and the on going quest online to do whatever it takes to gain followers. Time for family and friends is very important and this involves conversations, caring for how others are feeling. Don’t just ask but wait for their reply as often they will have a problem which requires a listening ear or a little more TLC than any button could give.

Sometimes it takes the older generation who lived life day by day surrounded by family and friends with nowhere to express publicly if something upset them. The old saying ‘keeping up with the Joneses’ would have been their struggle but reality was always there when money couldn’t buy everything. We have a lot to be thankful for with the opportunities the Internet gives to us but when it becomes stressful in our lives or hinder the way we react to others then it’s time to get back to conversations and giving our time to family and friends at home or online.


Yesterday when we were out for a walk, I saw this wood carving and it prompted me to come home and write my blog as it summed up the concept which I experienced last week.

Thank you for taking time to read my thoughts

Time out to knit

Too often I get caught up in needless pressure from what people ‘like’ on social networks. Stress of trying to fit in or please is something I need to take control off. Would I prefer to be in with the trends always gaining likes, no matter what I post or do or would I prefer to remain myself, quiet but caring and always thinking of others? Playing a part in private to make sure friends are supported with genuine love and care for those I trust to be my friends. I feel tearful too often just because I feel hurt when the social world goes crazy with counting numbers. Our lives are more than number counting, I would rather count my true friends than be the part of gossip in a world we don’t know who are friends are.

Photography plays a part in what I love to do and has become a focus for my anxieties as I dad step aside with nature and explore the wonderful gifts of Creation. I may seem old fashioned loving handcrafts too but without them I wouldn’t be true to my traditional upbringing and using a gift of creativity.

I haven’t updated this blog for a long time as I write more on our website Along came dad as I share my passion for photography with my dad. No, I am not ashamed to share my admiration and respect for my father. Please visit to read about our fun and explore the nature we find on our doorstep.

My photos today on this little blog are from my recent knitting projects. As part of Kate Davies ‘Seven Skeins club’ I am enjoying seven weeks of patterns with seven skeins of Kate’s new wool to knit with. To date I have completed a Cochal (cowl) Pawkies (fingerless gloves) and I am in the process of knitting a Bunnet (beanie) all Scottish terms for the patterns using Buachaille pure wool. It’s a fun club and Ravelry has become a friendly social network to enjoy an old fashion hobby to the full.


Featured photos: the Cochal : Pawkies for photography or fun!

Spring time snowdrops 

Nature gives to every time and season, beauties of its own. Dainty drops, mark the spot bulbs were planted when the days were cold. Soon they will fade and be replaced with summer’s fragrant blooms.
“All things bright and beautiful The Lord God made them all”