Missing My Sister, Day 63

Like Olivia and I, Ava and Maude look nothing alike. There's something about Maude that makes you smile, while Ava is very strikingly beautiful.

Ava is very protective of Maude, always looking out for her. We were walking down the high street one weekend and Maude had been walking along the side of the sidewalk closest to the road. I had watched as Ava had instinctively taken Maude's hand and guided her away from the road.

It is very sweet to see how much they both adore each other, particularly because my sister and I are very close like that as well. It is so touching to see how much they love each other, how well they understand each other and how protective they are of one another at such a young age.

Ah I miss my sister!!

I keep on meaning to share this:

On Christmas eve we were at a church and they were taking donations in envelopes for a children's foundation.

Ava had said, "Mummy, what are you doing?"
Samantha: "I am donating money to children who are less fortunate than you."
Ava: "Do you mean children like Maude?"

A Book of Musings, Day 61

Last Thursday I went into the library and saw small handmade books of poems a lady had made for people to take. I was suddenly inspired, remembering all the zine projects my writer's craft class had done last year. After a weekend of putting together some of my writing and photos in a small book, I am finally finished! I am going to put a few in the coffee shop and some in the library (i'm hoping that lady won't be too annoyed).

This is the back and front cover:

And here's a page from it:

It is still FREEZING here! I spent the weekend under a blanket in my pyjamas watching Big Brother and drinking lots of tea...I really can't complain.

x

early morning musings, Day 60

cold toes
arms translucent as a butterflies’ wings
counting blue veins
and freckles
in the cold bath water of morning
with hands instinctively tracing the patterns
on the white enamel
the ones she found in the costal cartilage of his ribcage
that rose with syncopated gusts of breath
in tune with hers(lumberous body)
remembering how
skin brimmed over fingers
as she squeezes flesh of stomach
and incandescent thoughts
float through the fluid
that fills her head
moments of silence and stillness and goose bumps and soap
listening to voices that can’t be placed
in the house with many rooms
rice paper arms shrivelled to prunes and full body shivers
at seven am.

Maude's First Day of School, Day 59

A Snow Day (Minus the Snow), Day 58

Ava had a snow day today. You'd think on a snow day you'd go tobogganing, or make a snowman or even just skip through the snow. The thing is, there is hardly any snow to do these things...these British are just so dramatic!

We had pancakes this morning to celebrate the "snow day" and the girls lounged around in their pyjamas for quite a while...it felt like Christmas holidays all over again!