A touch of magic

This past week has consisted of beautiful sunny days, with temperatures well into double figures.
The extra blankets have come off Hubby’s side of the bed, and I am sleeping for the majority of the night under just a cotton throw-over because I’ve been too hot.
Actually, you can blame the dog as she has been snuggling into me close and hard lately.
Just when I thought it safe to put the thermals away, today has turned cold (only six degrees) , and I can hear the pattering of icy raindrops on the windows.
It’s only likely to be one of the ‘cold showers’ forecast by the met office, but it is cold and wet nonetheless, and enough to delay our second walk for an hour or so.
Judging by what is forecast for later, our evening walk could be in jeopardy, but I am not going to dwell on bad weather.

One of the nice things about where we live is the open spaces.
We have beautiful dawns and glorious sunsets either side of our house, and the night sky is like a black velvet cloth bejewelled with diamonds.

rainbow double rainbow

Also, on undecided days like these, we can have rainbows.
Not just any old rainbow slightly tingeing the sky with watery hues, but full-bodied, stunning, bright and clear rainbows. AND, if we are really lucky, doubles.
I had never seen a double rainbow until we came here, and it is wondrous in that it’s a reflected image of the original, though not nearly as bright.
I saw beautiful rainbows in New Zealand. I took a picture of one in various segments over the bay and Hubby put them all together for me to show ‘as one’ because he’s clever like that.
I love the simple things in life, things that as a child and early adult I took for granted, but now have the time to enjoy.
Tiny shells and driftwood on the shore, the beauty of a spider’s web covered in dew, the chorus of birdsong in the forest, the crawlers at my feet, butterflies and bees around me.
And of course, Nature’s colour scheme, on earth or in the sky.

The magic of a rainbow.
crock of goldIf only we could find that crock of gold.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to A touch of magic

  1. Beautiful! And amazing, the comfort of double digits after so many months without them.

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