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Design by Rob Ryan

The above Valentine card, printed on board made from responsible sources, was produced by The Climate Coalition ~ ‘an enormous group of people working together for action on climate change…..over 100 organisations with over 15 million supporters from all over the UK.’

You can visit their website at www.ShowTheLove.org.uk to find out more and to watch a ‘spine~tingling’ short film based on ‘A Love Letter From A Grandpa’ from author Michael Morpurgo to his granddaughter Mia, which is printed inside the card.

‘ …I wish for you, little Mia, and for all children everywhere, a world, a new world without war and waste, where children like you will be able to breathe in good clean air, drink clear fresh water, grow and eat only what we need, no more, learn to share all we have so that no one anywhere goes hungry.’ 

Although this is a United Kingdom initiative and Valentines Day has come and gone, we can still ‘Show the Love’, wherever we live:

‘We have to learn to  love our earth again, love her as much as I love you and you love me. For you and I, we are a part of this living planet, the guardians, part of the earth’s great family. 

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Nurturing Thursday was created by Becca Givens ~ to bring a shot of uplifting positivity to the blogosphere. To read her inspiring posts and learn about how to join in, please visit her inspiring blog On Dragonfly Wings With Buttercup Tea

 

 

 

 

 

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Blue Moon Reiki on Facebook

This message follows on beautifully from the one I posted for Nurturing Thursday last week.

Cultivate and nurture your true self!

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Nurturing Thursday was created by Becca Givens ~ to bring a shot of uplifting positivity to the blogosphere. To read her inspiring posts and learn about how to join in, please visit her inspiring blog On Dragonfly Wings With Buttercup Tea.

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We’ve been experiencing more gale force winds and higher rainfall than usual on the island this winter. Last night’s storm chased empty flowerpots around the Kitchen Courtyard, up~ended the washing whirligig and kept me awake for hours. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

So today I’m taking heed of these words, posted on Facebook by ‘the rockstar and Indiana Jones of the superfoods and longevity universe’ David Wolfe. (How could anyone not take the advice of a gourmet chocolatier, passionate about the ‘….health giving and mystical properties of dark, organic chocolate’?)

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This enchanting scene inspires me to look forward to less turbulent times when I’ll be able to sun~worship in said courtyard ~ quite possibly partaking of a few mouthfuls of dark, organic chocolate (but not looking quite so ethereal!)

But with temperatures outside plummeting, I’ll settle for snuggling up with a mug of organic cocoa, warm and cosy indoors!

Whether it’s blowing a hooley, pouring with rain or the middle of summer where you are today, you have permission to put the cares of the world to one side, while you nurture yourself and recharge ~ with or without chocolate! ๐Ÿ™‚

Nurturing Thursday was created by Becca Givens ~ to bring a shot of uplifting positivity to the blogosphere. Please visit her inspiring blog, On Dragonfly Wings With Buttercup Tea

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โ€œMay today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.” โ€• Saint Terese of Liseaux 

 Nurturing Thursday is hosted by Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog ‘On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea.’ To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, press here

Some Other ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Pocket Perspectives

Mazeepuran 

Tea and Paper 

Meg Evans 

Bowl of Cherries 

Hugmamma

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We’re in the throes of some exciting renovation work at the moment, (I’ll reveal what and why in due course. :)) Over the past few weeks, my Kitchen Courtyard has become less a haven of tranquility, more of a building site:

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With ‘men at work’ in my garden, the pots and raised beds are increasingly hard to reach, so ~ apart from regular watering and the odd sprinkling of Epsom salts ~ my plants have been pretty much left to their own devices. And It doesn’t seem to have done them any harm:

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In fact, despite dust and disruption they are positively thriving, as you can see:

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One again Mother Nature has it covered ~ like she did with our plum trees and the young family of blackbirds. who nested in our ivy.

All I have to do is lend her a hand and be patient, then sit back amongst the rubble and (literally) enjoy the fruits of her labours:

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Home~grown Summer berry smoothie, mmmmmm, divine ~ and Nurturing on so many levels. Cheers!
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With grateful thanks to Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog ‘On Stunning! I hadn’t noticed how dark the room used to be; how ‘warm and cosy’ had morphed into ‘dismal and depressing’ over time. Wings with Buttercup Tea’, for hosting The ‘Nurturing Thursday’ movement. To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, (the more, the merrier!) please press this link.

Other regular ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

Up…..and down….and Away!

Our babies have left home:

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The nest looks big and empty and it’s so quiet round here now, without them.

But, fascinating though it was observing wildlife close at hand, it became quite stressful too ~ particularly for Indie. Whenever she was allowed into the courtyard, (and sometimes when she wasn’t!) she stationed herself on watch beneath the nest.

It was amazing how quickly the adult pair adapted to her presence. With complete faith in their own ability, they swooped out within inches of her head. Loaded with grubs, they’d sneak back home via a plum tree at the rear. When she became too inquisitive, they’d bob along the top of a nearby arch, cheeping impatiently until I shooed the pesky mutt inside.

When we first discovered that a Blackbird Family had moved into the ivy on our fence, we could only hear the hatchlings chirping from the depths of their twiggy crib. A few days later three hungry beaks poked up over the rim, like their nursery~rhyme namesakes~in~a~pie, crying ‘Feed me NOW!’

On Wednesday morning, while Mum and Dad were out worm~hunting, I took a sneaky peek and it was shocking. In just over a week the delicate chicks had grown enormous Their combined weight had tipped the nest forward, so I could see them clearly, squabbling for space like cranky teenagers, ever hungry for more food. And there was I worrying that they’d be too traumatised by Indie’s avid interest to survive!

By that afternoon Mama Bird had clearly had enough. Deciding that it was time the kids moved out, she landed on the arch, a tempting morsel dangling from her beak and called, ‘Dinner’s ready, come and get it!’ But the lazy teens refused to budge out of their comfort zone ~ and they were never going to with eager canine eyes fixed on their every move. So I dragged Indie away from ‘Fledgling Watch’, keeping her indoors with us, to allow them privacy.

That must have done the trick. When I looked again the following morning only one fat chick remained nest~bound. And, as soon as it spotted my giant face peering at it through the ivy, it launched itself from the furthest edge, onto the ground beyond the fence:

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I hurried though the gate to offer a helping hand but Mother Nature had it covered. The parents landed on the porch roof and pattered back and forth, keeping lookout and cooing encouragement. ‘C’mon buddy, you can do this. Spread your wings and fly….we’re birds, that’s what we do!’

So I left them to it.

When I checked back later, junior had taken flight and Papa Bird was wheeling up above, as if in victory:

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And that’s the last we saw of them.

Now Indie can reclaim her favourite spot for basking in the sun:

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And we can all relax.
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Wild Surprise!

This is my newly acquired statue ~ a pixie boy playing Pan pipes. The Artist moved it for me yesterday, into this ivy~clad corner of the Kitchen Courtyard:

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He didn’t notice anything unusual at the time but a short while later our friend Dee saw that Indie was sproinging up and down before it, legs rigid, all four feet leaving the ground at once and giving a little yap each time she rose. I don’t know how else to describe it but anyone who’s owned a terrier will get the picture:

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It’s hilarious but I couldn’t catch her in mid air!

So we took a careful peek. And this is what we found:

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We know that there are baby birds inside because we heard them tweeting in alarm. So we retreated and kept the dog indoors, hoping that the parents would come back.

I crept up to check on them this morning and an unblinking eye glared back at me. A spotted brown adult was sitting on the nest, too camouflaged to identify. Although I was raised in the country, my wild bird recognition skills are pitiful, so I’m not sure whether it was a thrush or a female blackbird. I didn’t poke about in case I frightened her away,

I’m excited and nervous all at once.

It’s thrilling that we have wild nature in our garden, Indie thinks so too. But I have to keep calling her away and telling her not to bark. Not easy for an inquisitive dog. To her credit, she does obey most times. But she’s quickly learned that she’ll be rewarded if she does, now she keeps asking to go out so she can come back inside and be tossed another treat! Luckily the nest’s too high for her to reach it and I’m wise to her crafty tricks!

Hopefully the baby birds will survive and one day fly away, leaving Indie in peace, to sunbathe beside the statue. After all, it is her favourite spot. ๐Ÿ™‚