Night Time

The nights are long and dark .
Today has been a good day . Some work preparation in the morning , a nice chat with a lady I know in the village , my special simple pilates class and contact with my family. I spent time upstairs before bedtime and as I hadn't taken any photos today, this is one of my bedside books . I picked a book up which had fallen and a photo of my son when he was in his early teens fell out. Its a precious photo - he has a strong handsome face .He has a look on his face somewhere between curious and anxious. I wonder what he was thinking ...I expect he might have been wondering when I was going to stop pointing a camera at him . The circular carving is the Skellig Cross of Hope an early Christian symbol and was as a gift from a lovely friend called Jane whom I have not seen for ages. There is a poem on the back by Eavan Boland which is worn away in parts .I will explore and find the poem again . Blip , again, has helped me focus on what's important in this life I live.