We’re still here, the boys and I have been on holiday this week, Mr Uphilldowndale has been dipping in and out of the day job.
It’s been not so much a week of rest and relaxation, more a case of downtime, which was much needed. Sadly news keeps reaching us of family, friends and colleagues who are, for a host of reasons, not having the best of times at the moment. I’m tempted to think that if I’d been on holiday on a desert island, with nought but a couple of palm trees a hammock and cold drink, a message in a bottle would have washed up on the shore.
It was suggested earlier in the week I should go out and hug a tree, and its true to say some of the most restorative time this week has been spent in the garden.
A good place to count our blessings and breathe…