Gnome-ing somewhere?

With the lovely weather, we finally had the energy to get out and about on a lovely day trip.

We've done Incholm before, I was going to say not that long ago, but looking through the archives - it was 2018! Let me start that again, it's been some time since we visited Incholm Abbey, and I was looking forward to seeing it at its most picturesque in the sunshine 

We had a fabulous day. The seagulls were being (quite rightly) very protective of their nests, so we didn't venture too far out on the island after a couple swooped at me!

Still, it was perfect for a picnic and an ice cream in the sun and there was a stiff enough breeze that Missy wasn't going to overheat. I did walk her to the water but she wasnt interested.

Following the boat trip, we went to our friends for a BBQ, the first of the year, and overall it was exactly what was needed for the soul. Sunshine. Good company. Friends and loved ones. 

Perfect.

There's a lot going on in my private life at the moment, so it's a short post today. I want to focus on the nice and happy things and will fill you all in another time.

Until then,

Cheerio!

A Magical May

Let's not talk about April, eh?

Well, it's happened. Our first real health scare (tumour was benign and removed with a good margin). Still, her recovery wasnt great and it took a solid 4 days before she was really back to herself again. 

Then we found another lump literally 2 weeks later, but the needle biopsy was clear in the end.

She's worth every grey hair, but here's hoping we're done for now.

So on to May. Beltane came along, seared off the bad mojo and now we're back having adventures. Specifically, our first camping weekend of the year:

A festival of pagans and witches!

It was slightly colder overnight than expected, but lessons well learned. I had a jumper and spare socks, so survived the rest of the time well. The festival itself was grand, we attended the viking feast (hubby was chosen to be Thor in the storytelling, and he then had to pretend to be Thor pretending to be Freya to try and get his hammer back from a giant (read 7 year old child)). Absolutely fantastic.

There were workshops about folk tales and goddesses, we did mask making and listened about the history of trolls. We also saw my sister in her first combat battle as a viking. She did so well, even if she came back bruised and a bit sore. 

And then we travelled home and have spent the rest of the time recharging. Missy is almost back to herself fully, the sun has helped cheer her up, as did a couple of puppy play dates this week.

Perhaps I haven't recharged as much as I intended!

I'm gonna leave things here with a snapshot of my festival outfit, and Im hoping to get back into my blogging again this month.

Blessed be!