Sunday, 15 August 2010
Cusp
I'm heading off to the Pembrokeshire coast on Tuesday for a few days to visit my old friend J who is spending the summer there in her yurt. I shall be sleeping in a tent nearby which anyone who knows me well will know is a very unexpected development. The last time I slept under canvas must be cracking on thirty years ago, on a not especially successful holiday with my then boyfriend. No, I'm not a natural camper, and the prospect of three nights on a campsite is stirring up all kinds of infant anxiety... However, J is a close friend of the kind to whom I can say what's on my mind ('I'm really scared about going for a wee in the night...') On a more adult level I'm looking forward very much to some 'quality time' with my friend, and being by the sea, and the rest can take care of itself. I hope to do some writing while I'm there. I shall take photographs of the yurt amongst other things to share with you upon my return. Before I go, I am launching my new practice working with children, with a meeting tomorrow evening with the parents of a prospective young client. The blue room is pretty much ready, though still awaiting a dragon or two. Deep breaths...
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Having quite happily let camping go probably about twenty years ago, I did feel a twinge of envy seeing rr and co enjoying its freedoms lately. Perhaps this trip will be quite liberating for you! And Pembrokeshire is lovely, and the yurt sounds interesting.
Have a good time, and all the best with the meeting.
Hope it's a fun and creative break, and that this indeed proves to be the cusp of something - how exciting! A blue room with dragons sounds like somewhere I would very much have liked to come to when I was a troubled kid.
Good wishes and a gust of fresh wind from the Edge.
I do hope that the nights under canvas worked out for you. I share your feelings about camping and after an hour or two of wriggling around in my sleeping bag, I would probably have demanded accommodation in the yurt.
My husband and I built our very own yurt some years ago. We finally sold it, as hauling all the bits up and down the cellar stairs was not worth the one or two days spent camping in it. The Mongols had it right - set up yurt, stay a while.
You can keep the yak butter tea, though.
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Hi there,
I'm an interloper from Isabelle's blog- She posted a link to your blog and I came on over to read about your stay in Edinburgh, where I also live. I found your writing style so rich and lovely to read, I've spent the last hour or two reading your entire blog!
You have such an insightful way of putting things; you manage to describe things in such a way that I know on some really deep level, just exactly what you mean. The awareness to notice those things is rare enough, but to be able to convey them so vividly in words is even more special. Your poems are wonderful, so sensual and lush. I've had a lovely read tonight.
Thank you for sharing your journey here with such honesty. I'm rooting for you too now, in the success of your new project.
All the best,
Inny
(oops! I don't know how to sign into blogger to let you know who I am so I'll have to stay anonymous! sorry!)
Hello there,
Like Inny, I also found you through Isabelle, and also just spent time reading your whole blog! You write so beautifully, and I look forward to reading more from you. I sincerely hope things work out with your new venture and your dragons!
Louise
Hi All - many thanks, and welcome Marcheline, Inny and Louise. Amazing to go away for a few days and come back to find three new visitors have left calling cards... and such very civil ones too!
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