How about I paint you a river …

I am missing my little girl.

Who is not so little anymore.

Fish River

Do you remember the fairy castles we built on these banks?

river rocks and she oak roots

I wonder if you would still climb me a treehouse …

treehouse

Or swim me a summer …

Mist on the Fish River

So many new adventures lie downstream and I am filled with a wave of missingness.

river painting 1

So even though you couldn’t be here.

river painting 2

I thought I might paint you a river.

river painting 3

And maybe, just maybe, you might smell the woodsmoke in the cold night air and drift off to sleep with dreams filled with the sound of running water. And maybe, just maybe, you might not feel quite so far away.

Happy Easter hon xxx

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    16 Comments

    1. Posted 21 April 2014 at 7:17 pm | Permalink

      Marg…… what a beautiful post and stunning photography. Poignantly written I hope your daughter smells the wood smoke wherever she is. Gillian

      • Marg
        Posted 21 April 2014 at 7:29 pm | Permalink

        Thanks Gillian. I’m hoping so too. x

    2. Margaret Andersson
      Posted 21 April 2014 at 7:21 pm | Permalink

      Just perfect Marg! The photo’s are spectacular and the text amazing šŸ™‚

      • Marg
        Posted 21 April 2014 at 7:31 pm | Permalink

        Ah thankyou Margaret. Much appreciated x

    3. chris bergen
      Posted 22 April 2014 at 5:23 am | Permalink

      Fantastic Margie. Just beautiful.

      • Marg
        Posted 22 April 2014 at 8:28 am | Permalink

        Fish River, O’Connell. She’s the beauty. Thanks Chris. x

    4. Harrie
      Posted 22 April 2014 at 9:49 am | Permalink

      special love M X

      • Marg
        Posted 22 April 2014 at 10:53 am | Permalink

        Back at ya x

    5. Posted 22 April 2014 at 11:24 am | Permalink

      Aww, I’m glad you have so many good memories together. xo

      • Marg
        Posted 22 April 2014 at 11:45 am | Permalink

        Me too Krista šŸ™‚

    6. Posted 26 April 2014 at 6:09 am | Permalink

      Just beautiful Margaret, those days of childhood drift past so quickly…..from one generation to the next…..xxx

      • Marg
        Posted 26 April 2014 at 9:47 am | Permalink

        Thanks Lisa. I know you’re making the most of the childhood days.

    7. Posted 27 April 2014 at 11:57 pm | Permalink

      Hi Margaret, what a beautiful post to dedicate to you daughter. It wonderful that you had many beautiful memories together. I enjoyed your words and photography. I particularly love your painterly shots of the river.

      • Marg
        Posted 28 April 2014 at 9:10 am | Permalink

        Thanks Marisol. Lovely to have you here.

    8. Posted 28 April 2014 at 12:24 pm | Permalink

      You take my breath away and then I want to cry and then I just admire you. Lovely words and photographs. More than lovely and yes, your daughter is one lucky gal.
      Love,
      Shalagh

      • Marg
        Posted 28 April 2014 at 12:38 pm | Permalink

        Ah you’re very sweet Shalagh. Thanks for that. M x

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