Sunday, December 21, 2008

A winter holiday, IV

And after a week they thought they knew. Barely a word had been written for despite what she had imagined sitting in front of her laptop was not really what the girl wanted. What she wanted was to sit in the dark with her husband. To read the paper by torchlight, to join in with her new relatives while they gathered and chopped wood, to play with her rabbits in the garden, to get wet, get muddy, to talk to her boy about the things she had read, to discuss their dreams and the lives they wanted to live. To realise that the pace at which she had been living had been bad for her. To realise that doing things constantly was not healthy, that stopping and sitting and doing nothing but reading the paper was good for her, good for her soul. That although she thought she couldn't live without the constant hum of the city on her doorstep she was wrong, that it wasn't everything that she thought it was. And perhaps most importantly of all she discovered that peeing in a bucket in the woods, by the light of the full moon, while stargazing and feeling the gentle breeze on her bare behind was one of the most perverse pleasures she had ever experienced. She tried not to worry about what this said about her.

Barely a picture was taken because when out in the beautiful wide world the weight of her camera pulled her down and tethered her to the viewfinder when what she wanted to look at was her husband, what she wanted to do was let her thoughts and her excitement soar from her to him and to be ready to catch them when they bounced back again, a slightly different shape but in essence the still the same...


  1. Not gonna lie: I'm a little sad about the photo bit, but only because yours are always so nice to look at. However, I do know what it's like to spend all your time behind the camera, trying to capture everything; and in taking all the pictures, missing the actual experience. I get to imagine things this way, though, which is always fun, and your words make it so easy.

  2. *sigh*
    I'm abandoning my post and unplugging right now. I'm going to stop and sit with my boy. Thank you for that reminder...

  3. this post is making me feel a lot better about having a corrupt hard drive...

  4. Oh gooorgeous post! Honestly,sometimes your words are like literary valium(not that I've ever taken any!!) But reading them has such an instantly calming effect.
    I don't know if you feel the same but do you ever feel like your still recovering from the whirlwind of wedding stuff? I do! Sounds like a good and needed re-evaluating break.
    And yes peeing under the stars is surely one of life's finest pleasures. As long as the breeze is not too nippy on the bottom!

  5. I recently came across your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I don't know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.


  6. Fabulous post! Glad you enjoyed your holiday!!

  7. this little story gave me chills! you're so lucky to have a wonderful husband to sit in the dark with.


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