Tuesday 13 May 2008

Sunset

Been busy with old photographs (see entry on Northern Trip). Also went on a walk round the village this evening, as well as a visit to my mother's grave in the cemetery. I'm still numb with incomprehension to be totally frank.

The great tits that nest in a box on the wall are flying in caterpillars and other juicy tidbits for their chicks at a rate of once every 5 minutes. You'd think there wouldn't be a butterfly left this summer, but to defy the voracious appetites of the wee tits, a butterfly fluttered by this afternoon.

I'm not quite satisfied with all the picture I took this evening, but the low sun made conditions very difficult. I'll have to go back to take pics one morning or afternoon, when there is a different light.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thankfully the mamma birds are busy gathering caterpillars or we wouldn't be able to venture outside for the mass of butterflys.  I hate bats ..but they too keep the bug population down for us humans.  Linda in WA  

Anonymous said...

Dear Guido It takes a long time sometimes to take in everything that happens seemingly so quickly..take time...sit quietly..all will be well soon.  Much Love sybil x

Anonymous said...

Sometimes it is hard to believe when our parents are gone. It is hard for me still and mine have been gone since 1995 and 1996. The Carolina Wrens that have built on some shelves on our carport are really busy bringing bugs and worms to their babies the last few days. Helen

Anonymous said...

It's definitely a numbing feeling to lose someone you love hon. We are burying Doc's Mom this Friday. The ground was frozen when she passed away in Dec...I imagine Mother's Day must of been rather difficutlt for you as well, this was the first for Doc without his Mom. They say time heals the wounds and helps us heal. Memories keep us strong and grounded. Enough time hasn't come to pass to know if this is true...Your in my thoughts dear friend. (Hugs) Indigo

Anonymous said...

As for me.... I am glad you are posting and I love the shadows!

Anonymous said...

I found out about your loss through Joyce's journal (Treasure Chest Full of Life).  I am blessed enough to still have my mother, but I lost my Dad 17 years ago on May 11th.  I still miss him and cry for him sometimes.  I lost my youngest brother when he was only 23 years old on June 18, 1999.  Being 17 years older than he was, I never in a million years dreamed I would outlive him.  I understand loss.  My heart goes out to you.  You have my deepest condolences.

Blessings!~

Susan
http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/CountryLivingSouthernStyle/
http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/MyPicturePostcardJournal/

Anonymous said...

Dear Guido I so understand your pain,only time and memorys will help ..love Jan xx

Anonymous said...

Hi Guido, an old cliche but time does heal, take care

Yasmin
xx

Anonymous said...

Losing your mum is one of the major things in life. At first your feelings are numbed but now you're coming to to terms with it. It takes time to be able to look back without a heavy heart.
I'm glad you still have the odd butterfly in Holland despite the Great Tits eating all thos fuzzy little caterpillars. You've been so busy today doing all those photos on Northern Trip, I'm sure keeping busy will help your healing process. I hope your health has improved since you hd the antibiotics. Jeannette xx  

Anonymous said...

Losing loved ones does make us numb at first.  You certainly have a lot of friends in JLand who have lost their mother's this past year.  It will get easier as time goes on.  Chris

Anonymous said...

You can never ever forget the love a mother gives to you and when you lose them it is such a heart wrench, all we can do is remember all the unconditional love, laughter, selflessnesh that they showed to us and wish them peace on their journey home.

Take care
hugs Jayne

Anonymous said...

You'll be numb for awhile, my friend.... but in time things will get better.  I haven't been online much, so will catch up on your entries, now.

Joann

Anonymous said...

Jan sent me this link Guido.I am so sorry to read of this on my return from a break.Time does heal but memories stay forever.I was only 31 when I lost my Mother and never a day passes I do not think of her or wish she were here.Know you are in my thoughts.I shall have to try see your wonderful pictures you take when I am less busy.I have made a note.Please Take Care God Bless you and yours.Kath astoriasand http://journals.aol.co.uk/astoriasand/MYSIMPLERHYMES

Anonymous said...

You have to give yourself time Guido to heal.  I know it's a cliché but time is a great healer.  Time makes it easier to bear.  I wish I had your way with words, then I would know exactly what to say.!!
Keeping you in my thoughts.

We too have been watching little birds in our neighbours roof.  Not sure what birds they are.  They are too quick, we can't get a good look at them.!!!  But they too are working so hard bringing food in every few minutes.Take care
Hugs
Carolxx

Anonymous said...

I'm glad you've found away to keep yourself busy, old photographs and memories, being useful, et al.  Being numb with incomprehension is completely understandable.  Not that I know, or need to know, the details myself.  I'm sorry that her passing has been so incomprehensible.

Butterflies still fly.  Perhaps that's God's sign to you, you shall remain flying, in your own time.  Those young chicks shall fly, too, in their own time.

It's hard, seeing life moving along, except, except the one you're missing so much.

{{{{GUIDO}}}}

You wrote this on my Dad's birthday.  I kept myself busy.  It's hitting me more today.  Memories and photographs remain, and life shall move on, regardless.

Butterlies and sunset.  In time.

Anonymous said...

Time heals, maybe not completely but as time marches on the pain lessens.  Those little birds are precious.
Lisa

Anonymous said...

I empathise with you re your grief Guido.  It has taken me a long time to get over my brother's death on New Years Eve.  I wouldn't say I am completely over it but days go by now when he is not foremost in my thoughts and things feel gentler on my mind for that.
I wish you a gentle peace too when you visit with your Mum.  Letting go is very hard to do but is a must to preserve our well being.
Take care my friend.
Jeanie