By Air And Sea


If you are coming to Jersey where John and I have been for the last eight days there are only two ways to arrive and depart. You can fly in on a small aircraft like the one you see John looking at in the shot above or you could come over on the ferry. John did add that you could swim if you were a hearty sort and could handle 80 miles across the English channel.

We’ll be leaving in a few hours by ferry. We came over with the car last week and have had a great time playing with JG, John’s granddaughter.  We went out for a little lunch today and a return visit to a shop I had been in not long after we first arrived. Later we stopped by the sunflower field where I took these photographs on a blue sky day on our second day here. Even though today is grey and drizzly with rain, I wanted to try snag a few more bits of my favorite flower before leaving for the ferry.


Some of the flowers are finished for the season, but the field is still glowing with many more.


When we stopped, I realized that the field of flowers was behind a war memorial and someone had left a sunflower on the stone marker.



I stepped through an opening in the center of the memorial to take my photographs walking deep into the field of flowers. When I turned to go something very strange happened. It was as if the sunflower stalks said, ” No, don’t go” and they twined together forming a barrier so tight I had to stop and unwrap the stalks that were linked about waist high. It was so unusual that I had to try to photograph it. You can see my images below.



Last one for now.


Tell Me A Story Tuesdays – Guest Story Teller – Jersey Girl

If you follow my blog, you may know that I’ve been in Jersey doing a bit of child care with John helping to look after his granddaughter who I’ll refer to as JG (Jersey Girl) from now on. With her parents return from Spain last night, our main duties have ended and we are off to France on a day trip in a little while. This morning I was explaining to JG that I couldn’t sit with her as I had been each morning because I needed to write my story for TMAST and then I explained what Tell Me A Story Tuesdays were all about. She responded that they had Manners Monday at school where they learned how to do certain things such as wait until the teacher is through speaking before speaking herself. I poured her some juice and cereal and went up stairs to write. Her mom was moving around the kitchen so she wasn’t alone and when I left , she had her crayons, pencils, paper and tape spread all around her.

When I came back down for another cup of coffee and to say goodbye for the day, quite to my surprise she had created a story of her own for TMAST.  So I’d like to welcome JG to TMAST today as our first guest storyteller. She’s five and whipped this up complete with illustrations and assembly in thirty minutes.






Thanks again to all who follow TMAST. I’ll be back later today as I said with my story for the week. For now you can check out stories from Gaelikaa and Judy Harper by clicking on their names… they’ve been joining me for TMAST each week and it’s always a pleasure to read their stories. Please check the TMAST site for next week’s photographs and topic sentences.

Sunday Into Monday

Sunday was a full day here in Jersey. We’ve been here for a few days taking care of John’s granddaughter and every day has been a fun day. I think we’re both feeling the fatigue that comes with the near constant questions, chatter and movement of a busy five year old. We’ve painted pictures, taken long walks, picked berries, played at the playground near the beach, done school runs, and swimming lessons, read loads of books, watched as she did her Math homework or (Maths, as they say here) and last night we baked chocolate chip cookies, chocolate muffins and some peanut butter cookies too. All of the recipes for our evening of  baking came from the book you see John’s granddaughter reading to her bear Boz. I brought it for her and  I think it was a hit. It has five different stories along with a CD of songs and a variety of recipes.

Her parents return from Spain tonight and John and I will scoot off for the day tomorrow on a short visit to France. The ferry ride will take about 30 minutes to reach Saint-Malo and we’ll be back in time for dinner. Below are a few pictures from the last few days.


Bapa & L


She’s carrying a heart shaped leaf she found.


Reading to Boz.


Still reading to Boz, but from a distance.


Checking for chocolate


Showing off our Moose muffins.


Showing me how it’s done.


I’m still not doing it right.


Me begging for a picture.


Tickling her into posing.




You can’t spend time with a five year for very long without shifting the way you look at things, especially when taking a walk in the country. John’s granddaughter is constantly in motion or conversation and we’ve been very busy here while her parents are away on holiday. I arrived well equipped with the all necessary items a forty-nine, I mean five year old might like to use when settling in on a rainy Saturday morning. Below are a few pictures of our young artist at work.









You may have noticed that our art table has some flowers and leaves scattered around mixed with in our water colors, acrylic paints and oil pastels. We tried using some of them as paint brushes with varying results. We’ll be painting a little more later today, but the sun is out now so we’re off in a minute for another nature walk.


We couldn’t find a painting smock for our little artist so I used one of my t-shirts that I normally use for running. After a liberal use of safety pins, we managed to make it fit nicely. It was only after I began to review the photographs that I realized she’s wearing a perfect shirt for October since it’s Breast Cancer awareness month in America.

The Color Of Joy


The color of joy….yellow, green, and blue and a field full of sunny delight.

We’re away for a few days having been spirited off by ferry to one of our favorite islands to spend a little time with family. Yesterday my eyes went wide with surprise to see this field of my favorite flowers still full of color on the last day of September. John’s daughter graciously pulled the car over so I could get a few quick shots and there was even a tiny visitor on one of the petals. I have an affinity for these little winged creatures. If you want to know why, you can go here to read about it.





We’re off to do a coast path walk this morning. The sky is blue, the fields are green, and from the window I can see a spot of yellow sunshine… all the colors necessary of the right shade of joy.

Share a bit below if you’d like…. about what’s making your world brighter today.