25th May to 25 June

this in time of change in all ...

The dynamic change in all we have and are in this special month ... culminating in a walk again to a resting place in land a cherished ... 

The miles walked this month. The 21 mile walks over three days. The many shorter walks of a few miles, in a Cornish county. The walks not taken along areas, for some seasons in many. The coves, creeks, a  wreck, the disused railway cuttings, platforms, hamlets, hills, forests, woods, ditches, bridges, marshes, meadows, bogs, the many beetles on those trails, not trekked with hubby in latter days. 

I can once again, roam free, a picnic by still waters in a Kentish county. A picnic by a babbling river, at one with nature, not one person passed by whilst eating in a Cornish county. The birdsong for company, more recently yesterday. 

Another walk today, just Mum and me reversing a walk taken on Fathers weekend. Again for a would be birthday, that two years ago was the first again to spend and make what was to be a last birthday cake for a Dad ... 

A daughter

keeping me informed of the world of politics

An active once youth member ... part of the cycle in youth campaigns where their legacy left, long after they move into their onward phase ... 

The volunteering  in many strands in the locality, countywide and up in London at a museum pre 2012 Olympics again a legacy left there ... Chocolate films and the collaboration of the stories of the world ... London 2012 Cultural Olympiad ... The riots just along from there disrupting filming one Summer of the wonder of such talented work ... The animated. films and  ...the patience of such work ... 

The events, enjoyed in the area long after ... 

The way these opportunities ripple into new ventures or open up a world beyond. The young arts ambassador programme of events in the county of Kent. 

All this when the  last Olympics was here, the opportunity for daughter in participating in the opening and closing ceremonies. The new friends made. The photos from behind the scenes...  up close to the torch, in an unique angle or few, in wardrobe ...the rails and rails of costumes, the precision of such a task of movement of people. The rehearsals in those vast locations with Cold play ... 

Fascinating insight ... Those many events in the build up of four years for the youth, when it arrived here in a once in an experience imprinted on a generation of those getting involved ... 

A Cornish Day

in time after loss 

A place spent in many strands of family and friend and colleague life 

Coves, Creeks and Cornish Winds

harbours, quays and trails in cuttings and rails 

under the canopies of trees green, and deep dark and rank modern pollution of the bypass and the sewage works that were to reduce the roads and river to a acceptable level of living. The potent scent of the tourist industry bringing in the income from bike hire, restaurants, pubs and more. The hub bub of people thronging in the popular areas. The locals off the beaten track, the quiet in that harmony of those who know.

Where is thy mind

the flower tent from last weekends Royal Cornwall Show

... in some moments ... the words of others wash over ... the echoes in the distance ... the whispers of love through those mists of past ... the silliness in systems that do not work ... the irksome necessaries...the trip to iceland more of a reality ... or Norway or Sweden or Finland ...

One FrIday in life different

we, he, to my 

never again to Hi 

hits you in the thigh

cos he is now 

yonder in the sky 

in that that, left to lie

I did these photos

back in April to see,

a farewell to a loved one thee.

The trawl through a home

of items lain in dark and dust

now getting a make over, a must 

in anew, from time in mourn,

and a lot of scorn ...

Majority of everyone in a relaxed mood ...

out in this Kentish Town today ... I made a appointment at the Doctors. I did some other errands. I had a number to do. I still get overwhelmed. I had another charity drop off too. I manage these errands over several days. I find that it eases the endless circles of overwhelmness. 

A Cornish Swan in the same area over the many years of nearby nesting 

I have had a mix of a day. I have made the task of winding down for time away, over a longer time frame than normal, to allow for my dilemmas. There have been many. I have kept odd hours, though I have occupied myself. 

Lashings of rain

a lovely welcome to the sunny month of June ... All I have seen is the rain lashing against the back windows of my home ... It was dry when I ventured out. And no sooner back there it was again ... 

We do not always realise we are dryer than normal at times whatever the season these days, and then it comes down all at once ... 

A few dry walks of late in the recent past