Reconnecting....

Finally ....today is the first day of my Easter holidays!

Oh I am soOoOo needing them.
  My brain has been all over the place and I'm still struggling to comprehend
that April is already one week old. These past few months have
absolutely flew by, leaving me little time for anything.

In an attempt to collect more of my "blink & you miss it" moments
I started on Instagram late last summer, ....a photo with a couple of words....
perfect I thought, after all I'm no natural writer and writing blog posts
can at times be a real challenge for me.
(Going through a very stifling school system that was all about knocking down,
 rather then building up has definitely left it's mark on me when it comes to writing) 
It was lovely how on Instagram I found old friends and rediscovering bloggers
whose blogs I very much enjoyed previously but who had since given up on blogger-land.
There is a nice feeling of instant connection about it all, a sharing
in the publishers moment, instantaneously, something I like.

 But somehow lately I have felt a little disconnected at the same time.

When I read blogs it is all about taking time usually with a cup of latte or tea by

my side to enjoy the photos & words of the author and
I try to comment to let the person know I enjoy visiting them.

Reading a good blog is like reading a book with lots of great short stories. 

Scrolling down the long photo-roll on Instagram I find myself doing
more & more in the passing whilst my head is really focused on other stuff.
So I have been wondering if this really is the best way for me to collect
my memories? I have actually photographed a lot less over the past
few months especially my every day moments, my camera has become
somewhat of a stranger to me and the memories attached to the few photos
I have taken mostly with my phone often becomes a faded blur almost
as soon as I press share.....funny really, not at all what I was aiming for.

Instagram just doesn't work for me the way I want it to!
I have realized that I need to give myself more time for the things I love.

Photography & Blogging
Maybe blogging isn't so history after all, at least not for me.

There are moments
some big.... some small.... many mundane....

which are magical to me I don't want to break them into what feels
like rushed snippets I need to document them for me
with the love they deserve.

This stop off at the beach on our way home from a day trip visiting
family & friends, really helped put all this back
into perspective for me.

The weather was so glorious.
No March feeling, more a beautiful June afternoon,
the late sun warming a gentle coastal breeze....

waves softly rolling onto the beach

a wonderful taste of salty air and
Paperdolls all excited at the sight of the sea & beach!

Sand melting under my feet....
I have to confess the sand was still a little cold
but I couldn't have cared less!

....OH I
 LoVe 

 being by the sea!  

I always have!
 It's magical, almost to big for words
I feel nothing but giggly excited happiness when I am there.

I felt so blessed to have had my camera with me
 

....to capture the beauty of it all!

A place like this is amazingly good for the soul!

I closed my eyes for a few seconds enjoying a warming swish across
my face from the golden glow of a slowly setting sun, inhaling
a hug gulp of yummy salty air sinking my feet deep into the sand

.....this is exactly what I wanted
to preserve for eternity!
So I can still feel that feeling I had when I was in this moment
....days ....weeks ....months even years later!

Something I can't do in rushed snippets.

 So I'm not saying goodbye to Instagram but rather a Hello again to my blog &

reconnecting with this lovely space for I have realized it's importance to me!

The beach was the perfect place to hear myself and reconnect with what

is important to me, nowhere & nothing could have been better for that!

....I really needed this....

 Life is all about moments ....the good ....the bad ....the ugly

I need to make time to cherish my GOOD moments,
enjoying & documenting them is time well spent for me.

XXXX