Isn't cyberspace a funny thing. I look back to my childhood watching 'Star trek' on TV. "Beam me up Scotty" spoken into a dinky little gizmo that looks just like our mobile phones. Banks of computers with people madly typing into keyboards and watching their screens. When we were kids this was all sci-fi stuff.
Now here I am typing away pouring out my heart into that cyberspace and receiving messages from friends all over the world. Comfort carried by technology, lifelines built of invisable threads. Strength in absentia.
Here is my snow covered table, clear it in your mind. Fill it with glasses, cups, plates, cakes, goodies, wine, tea, fruit, coffee, chocolate. All the things we would have together if we could just be sitting at my table.
I think we should add some sunshine too. Birds singing and a few bees buzzing in the flowers. The scents of herbs and roses.
And sounds, yes, sounds. The sounds of talking. The sounds of US brought together accross those endless miles. Talking, talking and putting this crazy world to rights.
Thank you so much for all your emails and comments. You are getting me through a horrible time. When I receive your messages I am at that table and you are there.
Thank you.
Karon x
It would be lovely to be sat at your table, eating, drinking and chatting the world to rights.
Colin would be our special guest, sat at the other end not quite ‘getting’ where all these strange Bloggers have come from, but watching you and drawing strength from our bond, joining in and feeling the love around the table.
Sue xx
Thank you for your kind and v tempting invitation… BB
Thank you for inviting me. I am having a wonderful time.
Thank you for the invite, your roses and herbs in the garden smell lovely, if you could just pass me the red wine, I’ll make a space here next to the cup cakes.
take care
Love Sarah xx
Oh Karon, I’m so sorry about the news your brother received…but he has you to help him through this – and you will – because that’s what family does. What a welcome table you would set! We could stuff our faces and talk about all of our troubles…and as long as we’re dreaming, we could try an old psychology game…we could each toss our shoes into a big pile in your garden…and then we could each go and pick different shoes to wear home! Sound fun?!? Oh, I forgot to tell you that the shoes would represent all of our troubles…so now we would all want to take our own shoes back – they may be stinkers, that are worn almost out, but at least they’re our troubles. Okay, so I’m not good at games…I can brng a cake though or pie or both! And after eating and talking and solving all of our problems can we make something? A treasure to take home! xo, Nan
Oh, Karon. That is a beautiful image. And thank you for sharing and welcoming us in–virtually. I will bring some Tex-Mex. Love, Jenny
I would love to sit down with you at your table and talk. Your blog has been so lovely to read since I discovered it last summer. It is so nice to read about what other people are doing. You writing is so descriptive and pictures are beautiful. Thanks for sharing bits of your life with us. You live in such a beautiful area. I have always wanted to visit England, Scotland and Wales. Your blog lets me do that each day and for that, I thank you.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Patti xx
Hi Karen Thanks for inviting me to your table I am having A cup of white tea no suger you see I am sweet enough LOL and I will have some home made shortbread yum yum. my thoughts are with you about your brother I had breast cancer 26 years ago and I am still here to talk about it positive thinking help’s.
Hugs Mary.
Hi Karon,
I’ll have builders tea, thank you very much, and I’ll bring a plate of chocolate, almond and cherry cupcakes to share.
There’ll also be lots of flowers in jam jars, and maybe, just maybe, a little sip of prosecco.
See you there.
Is it ok to bring friends?
Take care Karon,
P xx