Oh, dearie me.......

Dear souls, I am so very sad for we have come to the end of the male guardian's time off and he returns to his professional toil on the morrow. It has been an extraordinarily peaceful time off together, away from the stresses and strains of professional life, the constant encroachment of want over need, targets and agenda's that really have nothing to do with toil. It is a strange world we live in, my dears, and the longer one is in it, the firmer one believes in the gorgeously apt saying of the north, "there's nowt so queer as folk". People really are rather naively complex and a few days away from it all has been a panacea to all ills. To spend time in an all together different calm and peaceful environment is so very good for the soul; to breathe fresh country air, feel the sun on one's skin, to walk barefoot on grass, the dawn chorus, a body weary from an all together different toil, and, most importantly, enjoy the company of those we love. Absolute unadultered joy, held close to one's heart, such that memories are made of.