Some Happy face faeries who hung about today when I was feeling miserable...





Sundays are the worst for some reason... don't know why and pleased they hung about... Ali (youngest) dreamt that her dad said to her ...(in a dream) amongst other things that he was "rid of all his infections and that he felt a lot better now" a healing dream for her...I had the same after my own dad was killed when I was young... faeries, angels well wishers from life... who knows - needed and necessary that is for sure.

Ten days till spring and already they are at my window waiting...

And here they are, back... smiling, bemused, aloof... not wondering is Summer comming, ...has Winter gone.

Not thinking is this last year; next year; this year.

They just are... here in the present...

The cold of winter and its sadness seems to slowly be washing away from me. I long for the warmth, which is so unlike me. The warmth means light; shorter nights and more time to look outside...

and there they are waiting for me anyway... lucky me