Of Kingdoms and Castles

"The sea-flood sprung up to such a height, and did so much harm, as no man remembered that it ever did before".

Hello. It has been a while, hasn't it? I have certainly missed blogging - but if you read my last post I am sure you will understand why I had to step away for a few months. I had an introduction planned inside my head for this entry but now I can't seem to grasp any of the words. I'm typing whatever pops into my head first, if I'm to be completely honest. I  also had an incredibly nasty bout of pneumonia that left me good-for-nothing for over 3 weeks.

I took a break from blogging because I lost someone very dear to me. My grandmother. Her passing has left a hole in my heart that I doubt will ever feel truly filled again. She was an incredible woman and my head is filled with warm, loving memories of her. I still don't feel that I have allowed myself to grieve properly...it seems incomprehensible that she isn't here anymore. My mind and heart haven't accepted it and I don't know when or if they will.

I think it was important for me to take a break from Eggshell Days and the blogosphere in general, even if my absence was longer than I originally intended. Although, I still don't feel that I'm in quite the appropriate head-space for it, which is partly why I'm going to share an adventure that took place in the Summer. Before.

We are Radiant

How we came to be

I do believe I mentioned during my last entry, A Kinder September, that Connor and I were lucky enough to have won a couple's photoshoot with Sarah of The Salty Sea blog. I am overjoyed that I can now share these images with all of you - Sarah is an incredibly talented photographer. She doesn't just capture moments in time, she captures the magic happening within them. There is warmth and feeling within her work that seems far too rare in this world.

Our Wild Hearts

Today I would like tell you all about the adventure my close friend Natalee and I shared together a handful of months ago. 

Last year, during the third trimester of my pregnancy, my husband and I happened quite by chance to stumble across a beauty spot very close to our home. It is located near Boscawen Park in Truro; which is a very popular area we have visited on occasion over the years. However, we had no idea this place was hidden so close by. That is truly one of my favourite things about Cornwall, it never reveals all of its secrets at once. It retains mystery and chooses what it wants to share with you and when. I never tire of it.

However, I am terrible at keeping secrets and I love to share. So, here we go...

A Kinder September

September begins on the same day of the week as December every year, because there are 91 days in September, October and November, which is a multiple of seven. No other month ends on the same day of the week as September in any year. 

There are times when existence itself can feel overwhelming. I hurt too easily - although I loathe to show it and the seemingly unceasing cacophony of thoughts, memories and ideas are just too draining...too painful, even. I would like to, on occasion, leave my head somewhere and come back to it when I've had time to recharge and leave the entire planet for a while to hide away from all the noise. Get away from that sense of something slowly closing over the chest and throat.

Sarah in the Gardens

If you had told me last year that I would one day discover a people-craving extrovert within myself I would have laughed in your face. No...wait. That's a lie. I would have been far too shy to do that. I certainly would never have imagined I would be meeting and spending time with strangers on a semi-regular basis.

How glad I am that the walls I once surrounded myself with are crumbling. How freeing it is not to feel as if there are a million judgmental eyes always fixed in my direction. I can't tell you where this new confidence came from and neither can I pinpoint the exact moment it burst into existence, but as I mentioned in Here Ends Dinosaur I am forever grateful that it found me. So many new possibilities have come my way and I have met such wonderful people as a result.

Once of those people is Sarah of The Salty Sea Blog. You can read her journal entry about our day together here. She takes gorgeous photos and has an absolutely magical way with words. Not to mention, it is always rather fun to read two different accounts of the same event!

I would also like to apologise for the delay with this post - I want to make regular entries but I am finding it difficult juggling work and family life...but balance will come in time, I'm sure.

Hello. Here I am.

Something you should know about me: I do not like introductions. I certainly do not like having to do them more than once. I am about to demonstrate my dislike in full-force.

If you have already read my 'about' page, you do not need to read this blog entry.

First things first: I have an extreme aversion to writing content for 'about' pages.

I would liken the experience to being groped by a moist and sweaty stranger in the back of a pick-up truck*. Not enjoyable, and not something you would ever want to repeat. So, I better get this right the first time...and then swiftly forget this page exists.

*Purely hypothetical, I assure you.