Drinking in the morning sun...the last shadow puppets...

It follows that after long absence the heart grows fonder. My heart is, therefore, brimming with JOY...soon to ache, but not yet, not today.

Three weeks with the "Faraways"! Yes ~ at last here at the Lane and there, in Devon. 

Devon, land of milk and honey...home to the Magpie and my forefathers.

(Brixham fishermen no less!)

Perhaps it's my imagination but the whole time has been bathed in the loveliest autumnal glow, as though the embellishment my memory will give these golden days is real! Except it is even lovelier than I could have ever dreamed...

The light has been the thing...shadows dancing, detailed silhouettes so eloquent and subtle.

We have spent a fair few hours in the company of the 10th and 11th Doctors, along with Rose, Donna and Amy. 

Much intrigue...Sonic scewdriver scans confirming our suspicions of alien life forms and other mysteries...

we have climbed and explored until the daylight beat us...

and the shadows and the footprints disappear until morning...

 

 And so I have been soaking up the sparkles ~ taking in the tiniest details, holding my breath to catch the moment. 

Marvelling at the "Littles", they find the magic in everything, and I hold on to their coat tails grinning with them at each new wonderment knowing soon these memories will be like quicksilver running through my fingers...

 ...like the deserts miss the rain...

 -x-