Thanks be to God and homeopathic medicine, I think I am at last turning a corner in my own health. The flu symptoms lingered longer than I would have liked, but hardly surprising since sleep has eluded me these past few weeks! First it was Pip with the norovirus and then Benedict got sick and since then the diabetes has been totally whacky.
The middle of the night duties have afforded me plenty of quiet reading and pondering time and this has been a much needed balm fro my soul. I'm currently reading this book:
I filched the picture from amazon but the quality is not great, so just to clarify the book is titled "Landmarks, an ignatian journey" by Margaret Silf. I've read up to chapter two and it is essentially a modern day interpretation of the spiritual exercises as laid down by St Ignatius. I ordered this book from the library late last week and it is interesting to learn that our new Holy Father is a Jesuit and so he'll be more than familiar with this type of personal prayer journey!
The learning zone has been very quiet these past few weeks; I have had not the wit, enthusiasm or energy to undertake such a task, so Benedict kept himself amused with reading and more reading. Trying to find books that would interest and challenge him is becoming increasingly difficult. Some of the material on the library shelves even I would not wish to read! Our choices for this week are as follows:
The Machine Gunners ~ Robert Westall
The Kingdom By The Sea ~ Robert Westall
The Mystery Of The Spiteful Letters ~ Enid Blyton
Boudica, The Secrets Of The Druids ~ Caroline Corby
Sparrow, The True Story of Joan of Arc ~ Michael Morpurgo
Twist of Gold ~ Michael Morpurgo
Not Bad For A Bad Lad ~ Michael Morpurgo
Benedict has already finished the Machine Gunners, which as the title suggests is based on the conflicts of the Second World War. At first glance the book seemed reasonably "harmless" but there was quite a disturbing account of the main character finding a dead pilot in the woods, interestingly enough however I think this part of the story "went over Benedict's head" and he did not realise the full ramifications of what he had read. So there's a lesson for me here and that is to either use the books as a read aloud platform or for me to read them first and vet accordingly.
We actually managed a trip to see Kathryn on Thursday, she was looking well and cooked a lovely lunch for us all. "Midge" is also doing well but the little tinker is lying in a very awkward breach position and so a c-section is on the cards. We should know within the next week or so, the date for delivery.
Pip continues to enjoy her time at pre-school and forest school. She has made some lovely friends and enjoys contributing to all aspects of learning wether it be in group discussions, free playtime or problem solving. On Tuesdays and Fridays, Pip is only there until lunchtime so Dave takes his computer work and sits in the local tea rooms! I think he enjoys the peace and quiet ... oh and also the cake!
Well, I'm off to make a warming cup of tea, so I'll leave you with some random pictures of these past few weeks:
Painting the inside of the daffodills for St David's Day. We had potato and leek soup and Welsh Cakes for tea that day.
Benedict's God Father came for supper and the two of them had fun playing with jigsaw book.
We have found a lovely art teacher, who visits on a Friday after lunch. She is a friend of Kamila, who is our friend in the Czech Republic. Erika is Slovac and is an accomplished textile and mixed media artist.
Working on the planning stage of his shield design.
A spotty shield for Pip!
A coconut and lime cake for Mother's Day lovingly hancrafted by Benedict.
Kathryn bought me this perfume and a miniature size bottle of beauty balm and hand cream. Sara and Pip were absolute stars and cleaned the whole of the top floor and tidied the downstairs. I also spent the afternoon with my friend Debbie, knitting and chatting. She bought me a bunch of daffodills and we all enjoyed eating the cake and drinking tea.
My quiet place! Yes it is the greenhouse! Despite the temperatures barely hovering above freezing I was cozy and snug with my hot water bottle and blanket. My intention was to pray and I did but I also benefited from a much needed "cat-nap" Our now deceased cat Holly was not daft, she could often be found snoozing in between the pots and plants.