The truth is out there!

One way I drive home is over the moors, past the sailing club.  It's longer and much, much more remote, but I like the scenery and I like that I can take my time and enjoy myself.

As it drove home a few weeks ago I smiled as the sheep crossed over, they have priority round here.  Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of something.

I stopped and looked in the mirror, it couldn't be...  I hoped what I thought I saw was still there, otherwise I was going mad.  I tuned the car around and wet back to inspect.  

I pulled up to the group/flock of sheep and there it was.  I got my phone out, I had to get some proof, nobody would believe this.

I posted it to Facebook, I even shoul my class.  Most thought it was just a joke, but some (myself included) wondered what if it was real?  I let you be the judge.

Will week one ever end?

Ive been running the week one section of couch to 5k for she's now. This week for the first time I made a conscious effort to do the runs and I feel pretty smug.

I am no way an actual runner but I walk briskly for 22 mins and run for 8, I will in crease the runs as the weeks go on.

Let's start a countdown

How many sleeps?

Until it's half term, I can't wait.

I hate September

I'm so glad September is over...  

I spent many hours, days and weeks thinking I had a duff class.  They couldn't sit, wouldn't listen and everything seemed new to them.  Bearing in mind this is there third year in school.  Then I had a gentle reminder from someone on a forum "for the youngest in the year group it's hard as they may have only been talking for just over three years and we're expecting them to write!"  While this has made me think, I also know that the class I just left are the same age and are already streets ahead.  

October, a new month, has brought a teeny, weeny, flicker of light on the horizon.  We may all get to the end in one piece, hopefully.

Roll on next term where we can embed some of the things, because they haven't done it up to now.

Please fill up your pots

In times of anxiety and stress it is usual to stop doing the things that make you you.  I know it's easy to tell yourself "I haven't got time for x, y, z.  I have too much work I need to do."  I can see it happening all around me, everyday I see/hear of people who stop going out and doing the things they live because of stess and anxiety.  I can feel it happening, to me.  I have had to work hard to fill up my "pots" of well being. 

I have made a conscious effort in the past few days to make sure that I still have time for me.  I have started reading more books and magazines, I spend time outdoors, I watch movies that I love, I have started enjoying cooking and baking.  I even went for a run.

So please in these testing times fill up your pots to the brim, make times for yourself.

Sunday Strollin'

We had big plans to go out and do things this weekend, but then the weather people decided it would be cold and rainy.

So we postponed our plans, only to wake up to a pleasant day if glorious autumn sunshine.  Deciding to make the most of it we hope on the bus and headed in to the hippie haven of Hebden Bridge.

I love Hebden it's full of windy little streets, quirky little boutiques and a great little hot spots.  

Hebden was pretty much all washed out in the Boxing Day floods 2015 an all the shop owners have worked hard to get themselves back to "normal".

How quick has this year been?

Yet another photo challenge

As I finished the love your spouse photo challenge I was nominated for another phot challenge.  I decided this time I wouldn't share with my Facebook friends I would do it exclusively here. 

So here it is the four photos that make me feel beautiful.  I was tempted to choose ones from my glamour shoot a few years ago, as lovely as they are they aren't the real me.  The same could be said for my wedding day photos, but I tried very hard to stay me natural self that day.

Hello October

Yay it's my favourite time if the year

I love the autumn and I am hoping that this year as we are on the doorstep of The Dales, The lakes and smack bang in the heart of The Calder Valley we will have the opportunity to see the changing  colours on the trees.  

We can be Leafers!