Monday, September 24, 2012

A garden picnic

For the first time it has been warm enough to have an impromptu picninc in the garden. It was a perfect Spring afternoon, with a gentle breeze, warm sunlight and the birds singing in the trees. Lovely. 

The littlies enjoying a tea of fruit, muffins, cheese and biscuits

The animals had to join us...
A lovely moonrise just as the sun was setting

Aren't these pretty. I have no idea what they are.

A pensive husband

Not sure what these flowers are but they are so pretty and give off a lovely scent.

This is Oscar and he loves it when we go outside, particularly if there is food involved.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Things I love

Hi, I have not posted for a while, as between deadlines at work, a " sick " computer and plenty of birthday celebrations I have just not had time to post. I thought I would do a quick, fun post on some of my favourite things:

Cherish - Susan Lordi

Lavender and roses. Susan Lordi figurines.Siamese cats. Golden Retrievers. Chocolate. My children..Cape Town.
 A cup of tea

Crochet. France. Reading. Silver jewellery. Mountains and sea. Purple. Music. Painting.
A date with my husband. Chocolate cake.

What are some of your favourite things? I would love to hear. Have a great weekend.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Not graceful but full of grace

My second name means graceful and as a young girl I so desperately wanted to be a ballerina or a gymnast. I used to love ( and still do )watching those girls glide and pirouette so lightly over the floor. I dreamt of appearing on stage or at competitions and being the belle of the ball. The reality is that I was built for speed and not grace. As a student at university I once had a guy tell me I could kick start a Boeing with my thighs ( the fact that I remember the comment tells you how much it hurt). That coupled with being an introvert, being clumsy ( if there is someone who is going to spill something or trip, it is usually me) and then having very bad soft tissue damage to me feet as a result of a child hood accident meant that those dreams just never came true.

As an adult I have come to realise that my Heavenly Father looks at my heart and not my body. He is molding me and making me more and more "grace-full" as I get older. I still sometimes wish I could dance or do gymnastics, be beautiful and graceful, be the princess at the ball with perfect hair and a lovely figure. But these days the hurt is fleeting at what I am not and my Father reminds me regularly that I am full of His grace and that as I draw closer to Him, I become more beautiful and grace-full on the inside. I am so grateful for the love of a Heavenly Father, who looks at this wallflower and sees a perfect rose.