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Daily Prompt: Luxurious

If I absolutely HAVE to name the one luxurious thing I can’t live without, it would have to be 400 thread-count white bed linen! This my very best thing, hands down.Better than jewels or a good cup of coffee in the morning. I find that since I threw out my old polyester sheets and bought new Egyptian cotton bed sheets and pillow cases, sleep is so much deeper, warmer, more relaxed. And that is almost Byzantine luxury in this stressful world.



Weekly Photo Challenge: The Sea

Incoming tide.

Incoming tide.

Deneens visit july to Ballito holiday aug 2013 141

Deneens visit july to Ballito holiday aug 2013 175

Fun on the beach

Fun on the beach

A congenial companion

A congenial companion


I have a love / hate affair with the sea. When I was seven years old we went to East London and there was this huge white sandy beach and it was beautiful, we stayed in a hotel which was a novelty in itself. But that holiday determined my relationship with the ocean ever after.

I don’t believe I was in THAT far, but at my bother’s shout I suddenly turned around to see a huge rogue wave bearing down on me. It was too close to even try to swim away from and I’m sure I saw my short life flash before my eyes! Next thing the wave receded and it was all over. For the wave. I have never trusted the sea again. Oh, I love the look, smell, power of the sea. I love to walk along its frilly edge and pick up its bounty. And photograph it. But I fear its hugeness, its unfathomable depths and unpredictability. And of course the unnameable uglies that swim by as I struggle in the waves

And now, as I get older I even find sitting on the hot sand in the hot sun is a real torture. Before our children were old enough to go to the beach by themselves my husband would hire a wooden beach lounger and large umbrella and I would sit there, dressed in light-weight long sleeved shirt and long pants. How painful and embarrassing for the family, I cared not, for I can’t abide the sun for more that 15 minutes at the most! I’d rather find a nice restaurant and watch the sea from there! In the shade with a nice cup of tea at my elbow and like-minded congenial companions.

I have long-believed that God made beaches for children. I can imagine He takes delight in their delight at all the wonders he has created for their amusement. I regret though, in a way, that I have put away childish things and watch from the sidelines instead.