Monday, April 09, 2012

Simple. Life

A day, wonderful, of rain and, sometimes, thunder, and of not getting dressed, nor leaving the house. Well, until I starved that is.
Got a lot done.
It's an unattractive little town this, but I have a soft spot for it; I come here because the, marvelous, space is made available to me. I'm most grateful to my father for allowing me use of this characterful A-frame holiday house.
My room is in the pinnacle, cozy, wood-like, with a double bed, and leads onto a relatively new addition - a comfy, carpeted and closed-in balcony with a sea view. There I do my morning pages, work and write.
And stare into the distance, and dream. And few can notice my nakedness.
I sleep with the sliding door open at night, so that I can instantly see the sea-sky-weather and hear the breakers, and my heart beat and earth pulse.
My pizza has arrived, in time for the bottom half of my draught.
And the sun's emerged for the first time... I am, abundantly, blessed. Simply, and beautifully blessed.


Janine said...

Sounds utterly perfect for writing. What could be better than watching the Sun rise and set.

Beautiful Mind said...

Hi there Janine... How are you? Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, I appreciate it! I have thoroughly enjoyed resting and getting in touch with nature's rhythms again.
Where do you live?
Have a a great week...