Intriguing hours

out of sync. At least plans are put in place a bit more. The long haul back to civilisation... it will be amazing to see a dog back in the home that is once again frequented. It has been strange not to have a welcome from the dogs I never saw again. 

I am glad not to be travelling the day after a shift on ward. A sister’s suggestion to come that day in time for her to travel to her niece. The plans flying back and forth about what Auntie would enjoy up North from my experiences ... A day in Wales for my sister has never been to Wales. The tearoom that is lush with local produce, she will no doubt love. It will be too cold for the Icecream parlour. And lots of other ideas to try out for her first time back to the area since Graduation time. She gets to snuggle and cuddle kitty first, whilst I get first cuddles with Puppy Poppy... The irony in how things change from the initial thought of seeing the kitten first in the long distance get togethers that now happen once more  ... 

The over excited

anticipation now of meeting a new puppy is causing a restless start to what had been an early night. I will just have to doze off on the train to Kernow. I have at least had a restful evening. And some time still to do the transition in winding up a disgruntled home. It has made itself known in the creaks of time lost in abundance... 

The photos of a kitten has entertained me from afar. I ever so briefly met him in October... We will now have the same with a puppy. When I see dogs taking the human for a walk it reminds us of getting one suited to needs. My Mum has gone for a smaller breed to the past. A wise decision ... 

Another batch of

intertwined time of coastal with mountain views this time round. One day the tops of those mountains lost in the haze of clouds. Another day crystal clear, almost not believing the bleak though beautiful sight of these mountainous ranges appearing in view round and up and down steep hills, on our recent road trip. A daughter, a young lad and myself enjoying coastal walks and hoard games. The food basic. We came to this mystery destination for the views, not the food. 

My daughter bemused at the two of us that had a game of guess in suspense where she was taking us, and our exploration on arrival at where we were laying our heads for a few nights. 

...And then back to it making way for some future times, instead of past times sitting like a time lost in and around me in the shadows. I was able to refresh the ideas away from the situation a lot clearer. The ideas for December through from my now new year the transition of time in adjusting to the actions of those plans. 

It continues to be arduous. Each small task accumulating into end in sight ... another achievement in spending a brief time on one of the many isles that make the British Isles. A sudden change of plan worked quietlyin surprise while I did my stint in a hospital.  This to keep my spirits up with a bit of a bumpy time of late. The feeling of self worth in that, time on a ward, and shifting stuff back into a more manageable life ever so slightly each week into time slots more regular.