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Now, my dears, you may be thinking that one's post can be a little melancholy of late, but one is a keen observer of humanity and rarely does this encroach upon one's psyche. Yes, there have been times when one finds the actions of man incomprehensible, but there is little that one does not observe, review and move on from. That, dear friends, is life and life goes on. I am a firm believer, as you may be aware, of the healing nature of home (being one's sanctuary), the cyclical rhythms of the seasons, nature in all its glory, and most importantly, loved ones. Add to this plenty of laughter, music, a good book or two, a comfortable armchair, one's latest project (for one must have a little something on the go), a plentiful supply of a fine English tea and a full bodied fresh coffee, a little tasty savoury morsel, or a fine homemade slice of cake. My dears, the list is endless. 

Essentially, my musings are merely observations on life. One hopes the message is clear, this is what makes life's rich tapestry, and how very interesting it all is. I cannot imagine a life without observation for is this not what we all do? We watch, hopefully, we learn, we understand, we ignore, we adapt that which we have seen; all part of the lessons in life. So very, very fascinating.

The male guardian is, alas, once more toil bound and I am continuing the seemingly forth bridge project that encapsulates the painting of the woodwork. 'Twill, that said, be a most delightful sight once complete. An occasion one heartily looks forward to. Thus, dear friends, one must continue,  rather than dallying here any longer......