I have lived in this home with my family for the longest I have ever lived in one home. As a child I moved around quite a bit and then as a uni student I don't think I ever lived anywhere longer than two years. So something I have only just started to notice is how the seasons come and go in my own garden. The Judas tree is in leaf again,reminding me of last year when Olive was just born... sitting in the back yard with my girlfriend Fiona .. eating freshly baked date loaf (with loads of butter) under the fresh spring sunshine, watching as Olive slept under the bare walnut tree in her bassinet.... ... such fond memories that are now brought back I hope with every year my Judas tree is in season.
It's like the smell of the body wash I used whilst in hospital after having Lily... every time I use it I am returned to that blissful moment ... remembering the exciting and intimate hours spent with Chris (our last moments as the two of us) thinking... wow my baby is coming and I get to finally meet her. I now have that same phenomena happen when I spend early spring time afternoons in the girls bedroom. Last year it was our bedroom and it was where I spent lots of time snuggling my new baby, feeding her in that warm yellow glow... I try and steal a few moments every now and again on Lily's bed, just enjoying the colour of the light flooding into the room.... knowing that in a couple of weeks it will be gone and I will have to wait until next year.
Here is Olive stealing my hearts this afternoon while I was trying to take a photo