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Hi, come on in! It’s bitterly cold outside and there is hope for more snow. The slight dusting we received on Sunday reminded me of icing sugar on a cake! Delicious but doesn’t last long.
Well it has been a fantastically busy weekend for us. Spring fever came early and the house has been blitzed! Strangely enough, our neighbours had the same idea and we all ended up at the local dump ridding our homes of excessive rubbish. New year, fresh starts. Of course, this means my writing has been on hold and my anxiety levels are rising as time is running out for certain projects to be completed. Add to that the fact that we have put our house up for sale! As I said, new year, fresh starts.
How has your weekend been? Anything interesting happen? Rob at The V-Pub has been on a smoothie cleanse for his new year, but wrote a lovely piece about chicken pot pie. Not only did it set my mouth watering, I was hungry again (after eating dinner, dessert and snacks! I blame the weather.😊). I find winter a wonderful time to stock up on food and add on a little weight before the summer fun comes. Winter clothes are kind and hide the extra layers. Of course with all the running about I’m doing I will have to keep up my vitamins and exercise. Aqua-aerobics is the way to go for me. Do you have a winter regime to keep you going?
Well the kettle has boiled. I’ll make the tea and get some biscuits. Make yourself comfortable and I will be back soon!
Whoop! Our first coffee together in the new year! Welcome, everyone to our Monday Coffee meet up. I hope you have all had a wonderful new year and managed to welcome in 2016 with a bang.
Shall we brew our favourite beverage and curl up on the sofa together? Tonight, we are staying in, choosing the comfy sofa in front of the fire instead of braving the wild winds and rapid rainfall. It has been a hectic couple of days, cleaning and packing away all the Christmas trimmings. I always feel a little sad when I see them go and the house looks empty without the glitter. School started for my older two today and the younger two have already tucked into bed ready for tomorrow’s start. It does not feel as if we have had a proper holiday, but I guess everyone feels that way.
I haven’t had a chance to catch up with all my blogging friends, but a few have caught my eye. Now if you know me well enough, you will know that I love old books; the smell, print, texture of the paper and sometimes that little extra that makes them unique. Two blogging friends have uncovered some unique books and I would like to share them with you.
Nicholas Rossis has discovered a Book of Feathers with pictures of birds in the collection of prints created from the feathers, beaks and feet of bird species. He gives a recount on the history of the book which I would highly recommend reading as he is on a mission to find more unusual books.
Howard Loring posted a link to a beautiful book with a golden secret in its pages, a hidden picture in the gold trim on the edge of the pages. At just the right angle, the picture exposes itself. How wonderful! I am hoping more pictures will surface from other book owners with unique books.
Let me refresh your cup and you can tell me if you have ever stumbled across rare books. Have you ever gone to a book shop holding first editions of classic tales? I have been lucky enough to visit two bookshops dealing in first editions and it’s very hard for me to contain my excitement as I stand there surrounded by overflowing bookshelves, low ceilings and the musky smell of old ink. The dream is to one day treat myself to a book, though I first have to prepare a safe place for it out of the destructive hands of those who don’t understand its value!
Which book would you consider as the most valuable in your library?
If I kiss you on each cheek and give you a hug, will your return the greeting? ‘Tis the season to be jolly after all and with the amount of affectionate hellos and good-byes I have shared over the past few weeks, it would feel remiss not to share the love with you.
😘Kiss. 💏 Kiss.😘
Compliments of the season to you.
The echoes of conversation and greetings are almost defeating around us and we muster our strength to squeeze through the crowd to the back of the coffee shop. My mind drifts to the thought of the kisses I’ve shared over the year. They almost seem insignificant in number. Christmas is a very busy season for cheeks! I wonder if you suffer from the same affliction and grin at the thought of your cheeks under sufferance from the barrage of affectionate greetings.
Why do we wait for a festive season to show copious amounts of love to each other? Why can’t we share this feeling of joy throughout the year? Granted, some do splash out on warm fuzzy greetings, but others save their hugs for special occasions. How selfish! Yes, I do realise that some overly affectionate greeters are unwanted advances and send cringy feelings of needing a shower after they have touched you, but regular family and friends sometimes save their best hugs for the blue moon! I’m not a person that gives you the vibe that I’m huggable – in fact I’m sure some people get the impression that they might get impaled on my horns and tail. I swear, I don’t bite…hard. I have a favourite hugger who has stolen the first place for squeezy hugs from my Gran. This person manages to evoke giggles from me everytime she grabs me and I can’t help but look forward to seeing her, just for a cuddle. With every greeting she infuses warmth and throws a compliment, the icing on an enormously delicious, huggable cake! Even her lipstick kisses tattooed over my cheeks don’t put a damper on her greeting. Obviously, if someone else tried this form of salutation on me, they might lose their ability to walk for a while. Just saying.
Whilst we wait for our order, share with me. Tell me if you’re a hugger or do you share my same death stare that deters warm embraces? Have you received your fair share of warm embraces this festive season? I have one more special hug on hold for a friend who is no longer able to recognise her friends and family. My embrace will be filled with all the love and friendship she has given me over the years, asking for nothing in return. I promised to visit her before the year ends and I’m down to my last few days, hours, nay minutes. I’m a coward because I fear my hug won’t be reciprocated; time is not kind to the elderly, especially those suffering from Alzheimer’s and dementia. But I won’t be deterred. She will be my last special embrace before I say good-bye to a year of sorrow and loss.
Your turn. If you had a choice, for whom would you save your last embrace for 2015?
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