After an incredibly busy few months I am having a short break from this...
and this...
Here's wishing everyone a very happy Jubigleeful four day weekend if you are in the UK, and if you are not...well perhaps raise a glass to HM's sixty years wherever you are.
Team Offspringette have moved in to house-sit while Bookhound, the Tinker and I head to a little cottage on Orkney with a pile of books, some knitting, my art journal and paints, the camera and the Scarpa boots...well that's my luggage (and the rest) I don't know about theirs.
Here at dovegreyreader scribbles it will hardly seem like an intermission at all as there will be a few posts coming up with Team Old Ways themes in my absence, celebrating publication day for Robert Macfarlane's book next week. We can't miss that, and nor will you want to miss Fran's trip to Charleston to hear Robert in conversation with Ronald Blythe, or her walking date with a giant.
Fran has also kindly agreed to make enough virtual chocolate brownies for everyone (she makes the best I have EVER tasted) and will be nipping in and out of comments when she can. So if someone could volunteer to make the virtual tea that would be lovely, and don't worry about the virtual crumbs or the virtual washing up, just plump up the virtual cushions and make yourselves at home.... and if you could make sure the virtual cats aren't locked in when you leave that would be great too.
Me, I'll be back before you know it, refreshed and with new landscapes walked, and new inspirations in my mind's eye, but in the meantime I'll leave you with this very lovely thought from Jo Shapcott's poem Northern Lights. I read this back in March, the day's offering from Poem for the Day which is propped up on the shelf behind the kitchen sink, and with my hands immersed in the washing up it made me think of islands, and holidays and the simmer dim and that inestimable feeling of looking forward to things.
'.........I have stolen
some of the light which drenches you this midnight
to wish you all the islands in the world
and every one a different kind of peace.'
and some music from Sir Peter Maxwell Davies, the Master of the Queen's Music to accompany it.
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