Strawberry Fields Forever

Gentle Hearts,

   The heart grows fonder when it expands and experiences the smallest joys of life combined with the challenge of loving life to the fullest and learning the lessons of love with a special someone.  I’ve discovered that in life the most important things are the smallest pleasures in life.  Life is too short  to worry and paralyze yourself at such a level that you stagnate yourself living in fear and in the shadows of the ‘what if’s’ .  In life you have to barge into it with a full heart and a sense of  having fun!   If you don’t live life with passion and share the small pleasures life brings and the slight curb-balls it throws now and again you will live your life rigidly and you will lead a life of misery regretting what you have missed in life.  Life is meant to live in the moment!  Minute by Minute live your life with joy in the spirit of love!

     Today the A-Team,  Alex’s Dad, his sister Sam and I went Strawberry picking at the Melody Farm.  It was a nice hike towards the farm and the weather was lovely!  I was surrounded by fields and fields of strawberry and we brought home bushels of strawberries, raspberries and black currents. 

   The days have gone fast now.  Last Monday my Father-In-Law, my husband and I took a bus to Wolvercot to visit my Father-In-Law’s cousin who lives in the house where my Father-In-Law was born!  It was a lovely journey and I enjoyed the scenery.   Hubby took me around the village and we went into this little store called the Post Office.  He bought me a bouquet of silk roses there and we bought some biscuits for our lunch.  He then took me to this large meadow….a large green area of land in the middle of the village.  This land is a public land where dozens of wild cows and cattle roam freely undisturbed!  It is here that they are going to scatter the ashes of my Mother-In-Law on the twenty-third of next month!  The area was special to my Mother-In-Law and Father-In-Law as they used to walk there when they were courting.  

   At two O’clock Hubby and I had lunch in the garden.  We had roasted chicken sandies, a packet of crisp each and Uncle Ivor made us some proper Tea.