Too much of this...and certainly not enough of the other

Hello.

It's been months and if you asked me what on earth have I been doing I'm not sure I could answer you!!
Suffice it to say there's been far too much of this . . .

 and certainly not enough of this

..

 but, on occasions I have stopped to smell the flowers..

and to catch up with my many wonderful friends.

and, it is due to one of these, that I am making this post today.

Ive done some reading and been to a couple of craft exhibitions where at Aintree there was a showing of Quilts, I can't remember what the theme and all were stunning but one of them particulalrly stood out to me.  I can't credit the person who brought it to my attention but here's the poem that the project was built around.

It's written by Ruth Milligan from Lancaster and was first published in 'The Lady' magazine.

Dust If You Must

But wouldn't it be better

To paint a picture, or write a letter

To bake a cake, or plant a seed

To ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must

But there is not much time

With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb

Music to hear, books to read

Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must.

But the world's out there

With the sun in your eyes,

The wind in your hair,

A flutter of snow, a shower or rain

This day will not come round again

Dust if you must

But, bear in mind,

Old age will come and it's not kind

And when you go, and go you must

You, Yourself, will make more dust





And on that note . . . . I'm off to sort out my reading list for my upcoming holiday and to ponder and sort the many (still) craft projects I want to do.

TTFN

A xx