Same world-different scene.

I know it's December, but here in Malta it has been a perfect summer- like day;

-soft southerly breezes, brilliant blue sky and a calm unruffled sea.

An idyllic scene really, - a few holiday  makers swmming and sunbathing,

while the locals did a spot of leisurely fishing.

.Once again I was able to enjoy lunch on the terrace!

Then I had a phone call from a cousin in England. Snow covering everywhere, and no sign of easing. She has been snowed in for over a week now, and I have to say she doesn't seem too concerned.

Did I detect a more peaceful mood? It is as if she feels no guilt at adopting a more leisurely pace, because really, what else can one do? She has food stored, books to read, and her little garden looks lovely with its snowy carpet.

She has been feeding the blue tits and robins,and watching their squabbling with amusement. She thinks they can't be too desperate, as they ate the raisins but declined the breadcrumbs!

 And ofcourse, come evening and she can snuggle up to the fire with a warming drink

or maybe two!

So------same day,   same world,but oh such different scenes,

each possessing their own unique beauty and peace.

Maureen.