I am just three days back in our home in Hamilton. The sun is shining, the air is clear. Do not be deceived; it is winter, and there have already been storms, cold winds and frosts in between the warm spring-like sunshine.
I decide that this afternoon I shall edit my photos from the last ten weeks spent in England and Singapore. I make a spectacular blunder and find myself with just one photograph representing the latter weeks and only a few from the earlier weeks; many of the best are lost. I am particularly frustrated that my two series. Friends with Trees and Bedroom Windows are sadly depleted.
This is all too symbolic.
Being in England and Singapore with no home or base of my own was a very particular experience. If I were asked to write what I did or what I saw in these places, it would not read like a tourist guide. The richness of this time was not in the places, but rather in the warmth, generosity, love and friendship with which I am blessed through friends and family. It was a special gift to receive all this in such abundance over the last two months.
It is a joy to return to Rupert and to the Chilbertos, only one part of me feels a little bereft and empty…just like my photo files!