UK Soon!

the waves are so amazing, so high and crashing on the marina and looking so much higher. The wind is whipping everything and it is a good day to be alive.

a lady asked me into her  house for tea, but I think she is a little confused, I passed her house on the way to the sea, so I told her maybe later.I would love to talk to her, but her but I have a feeling she shouldn’t be asking strangers into her house and do not want to be there when an upset family enters. That would have been wonderful to have some tea like that, an unexpected invite. Sometimes the journey of the invite is good enough.

reading in the bookstore at the end of the street-my idea of a great time, just an ordinary day, a card sent to Louis my Grandson who is so beautiful and I miss him peeking around whatever I am holding up to my face when we are playing peek-a-boo.

I might go out again after some paperwork and give Csaba his space in the flat. I got an offer on my doll on ebay, but it is not enough money by a long shot. I will wait awhile and see what other offers I get. It is worth at least $500, but I know it is hard to buy something like that without seeing it in person, but I have 12 photos and all the fingers and toes and layers of petticoats are there, and also the head and shoulders bisque mount is pristine. I got it from my grandmothers friends when I was a little girl in chicago, so I know it is a wonderful doll for a collector.

time to go out again, the day is not to be missed. I am always listening to my iPod to David Mallett, he is a wonderful songwriter I have played on my radio show for over 20 years,”some days shine so brightly, gold dust in a pan. Some days you hold so lightly they go slipping right through your hands, and those of us who are so lucky, get to grow old before we die. Falling leaves outside my window on this October night, I do believe that the last rose of summer is fading in fright. When I see the seasons changing, it brings a tear unto my eye, cuz sometimes it seems that this old life is nothing but a long good-bye. Everyday people leaving, someplace far away, everyday people grieving over things they didn’t do or say, and in the great big picture it’s just a twinkle of an eye and sometimes it seems like this old life aint’ nothing but a long good-bye.”

It is a melancholy name for a wonderful song full of life, but I will leave it and it’s comfort.