Feb
13
2009
sy55

ICE WARNING
I didnt get to travel to Foula today, too much ice on the runway, I was hoping to photograph the “shaalds o Foula”, where the oceanic sank, hence the title of this post, hoped the irony would be appreciated! the waters are quite breathtaking there, as the waves crash over the jagged rocks. I have to say I wasnt keen to travel on friday 13th anyway.
Tiny Tara enjoyed her walk but liked snuggling up in front of the fire much more, heres a pic of her in her favourite spot, its a good job she is tiny and the heat can be felt with her being so close to the fire.
It was a very quiet day of just walking the dogs and putting out the bruck, each week I attempt to burn and recycle as much as I can, I still seem to fill a whole black bag and there was also a box which had too much packaging so I had to put it out. So much excitement I decided to save the Shetland times or “Shetty Groans” as I like to refer to it until tomorrow.
Feb
12
2009
sy55

- The less common cousin of the snowman
My children sculpted this beautiful snow teddy in our garden, we had great fun building “BURNS BEAR” and the dogs enjoyed the snow too, throwing it up into the air and trying to catch it.
The snow often brings out the Dunkirk spirit in people and the neighbours work together to clear driveways and get cars going again when they get stuck.
Tomorrow I am hoping to be Foula bound and if so I plan on phographing it from the small islander aeroplane, weather permitting.
Feb
10
2009
sy55
It strikes me today that nostalgia is comforting! We tend to become nostalgic in times of change, wether its changes in our roles, relationships or surroundings. I believe we only look back when looking forward is to scary, but unfortunately this remembering fondest memories is inactivity, and forging ahead with the future is choosing activity and direction. Perhaps we can draw a happy medium in that pausing to remember, enables us to re- examine the past re assess if there were lessons we could or should have learned, and then progressing on to pastures new. New adventures with old wiser eyes.
The thing that has sparked my thoughtfullness has been friends re united, not some fantastic revelation, I read somewhere that people from your past are in the past for a reason, friendships lovers etc didnt stand the test of time, indeed we may of simply out grown them.
Although the fact we re connect does that mean they have stood the test of time because they are now part of our present again. I think I will take it quite literally as the present is simply that a gift that a great deal of people, who have passed away and dont have the gift of the “present”.
Feb
09
2009
sy55
Well I have to say that the onslaught of snow the weekend allowed me to re discover the inner child (as they say on team building days) I sledged, helped the kids build a snowman although clearly next door neighbours were sculpturers in previous employment.
I very much felt like knocking on the neighbours doors and asking the kids if their parents could come out to play. That may of actually been worth it to see the look on their faces.
I have enjoyed a number of handbrake turns in empty car parks, which is even good with snow tyres on.
The hunky gritter lorry drivers were out also today which is just made te last three days some of the happiest I have had for a while! My dogs have enjoyed running in the snow rolling over being utterly puppy like so the conclusion I have arrived at is just like the beach or an empty swing, snow awakens the inner child. We can re experience the chilled rosy cheek glow of yesteryear, even though we are knackered bringing the sledge back up to the top of the hill. More snow yes please………….
Feb
03
2009
sy55
Follow your dream and determine your goal, reach for stars and look into your soul. Find the ambition you need to embrace then suddenly everything will fall into place.Let no one deter you from what you must do because what really counts is what matters to you. If nothing is ventured well how can you win, just believe in the courage thats harboured within. Then you spirits can dance till they burst at the seems, the peruit of the glory that lies in your dreams! Written by someone else but its what I am planning to live by from now on.