Thursday, 23 April 2015

Tintin and Snowy - for World Book Day

World Book Day is celebrated annually in over 100 countries around the world. It's a celebration of Reading. A celebration of books, authors and illustrators aimed to encourage children to explore the pleasures of books and reading.

Many schools celebrate by having a dress-up day, where children go to school dressed as their favourite book character.

Today our son, who is in Grade 2, went to school dressed as one of his all time favourite characters...
accompanied by his loyal companion, Snowy.

Tintin and Snowy off to school for World Book Day.

Tintin and Snowy
(A hair gel and acrylic paint experiment. I hope it washes out easily !! :) )
Tintin and Snowy off to school for World Book Day.
And... you know how much I Love coincidences and synchronicity...
After dropping our son (aka Tintin) off for school,
my husband (who is a photographer) arrived at his location for today's shoot and was met by these gorgeous sculptures.
Tintin, Snowy and Captain Haddock
Captain Haddock, Tintin and Snowy.
Painted wooden sculptures.
Great snakes! and Blistering Barnacles!
Now get off the computer and go and read a Book!
(Tintin is a character from The Adventures of Tintin by HergĂ©)

A long silence

I can't actually believe that it's been 8 MONTHS since my last blog post.
Where did the time go!?

It has been a challenging few months with much sadness.
My father passed away a few weeks ago after a long and difficult illness.
We were very close and I will miss him terribly. My heart will never be whole again.
I take comfort in the fact that he is no longer suffering physically, and will hold all the special memories we have together close to my heart.

A special moment captured... first game of Chess with his beloved Papa.

A deep love shared between a grandson and his 'Papa'.
 My husband took this very beautiful and moving photograph of my dad with our son a few weeks before he passed. You can feel the love...
Comforting words in this poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye

   A Thousand Winds

    Do not stand at my grave and weep.
    I am not there. I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow.
    I am the diamond glints on snow.
    I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awaken in the morning’s hush
    I am the swift uplifting rush
    Of quiet birds in circled flight.
    I am the soft stars that shine at night.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry;
    I am not there. I did not die.

Rest in Peace Dad.
You will be with me always.