Backyard Beach

This is our backyard beach, our kids helped us build this nook about seven years back! They were little and always very enthusiastic to help me in these adventurous projects. Thank GOD for the blessed children and childhood bliss. My children are pretty sure they have out grown the childhood except me. They are convinced that I am never going to out grow my childhood bliss and my second mummy (mother-in-law) agrees with them. If blowing bubbles and swinging -high- makes you happy why stop enjoying them just because you are a grown up?


At least five minutes per week, if I find time to swing in the Hammock - despite all life's other demands and the ferocious Mosquitos trying to feed on me - that is worth living for (I never liked the phrase " to die for")!


Under the trees- looking up at the sky, feeling the breeze and the sneaking rays of sun, listening to the birds whistling and cooing- I always feel like a child left to be nutured by all the bliss around me at that moment. A sense of belonging - as if I belong to everything around me - permeates dissolving me into nothing and everything; it is a wonderful feeling!


This little haven is also a gift of love from my husband who, at the first site of the backyard and the trees, turned to me and said "here you go, a fine place to fix a hammock for you." The thought had just crossed my mind... and he said it! At moments like this, you know why you bet your life on this person. I am the dreamer and he keeps me grounded. He is the minder worrying for all of us, and I am the child in the family chasing away the worry "bubbles."


In the winter I rarely go out venturing in the backyard, but the trees - standing firm in the cold - never fail to reassure me that all is well... and that the spring and the summer will come bringing back to life my blissful little haven worth living for!!!



I am my-mother's daughter, the dreaming child chasing after bubbles and butterflies!





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