Monday, 9 December 2013

Last day of holiday

Wasn't yesterday just the most perfect day? No wind in Kommetjie, at least not where I live, and a sea as calm as a lake. An early walk along the boardwalk with the dogs revealed once again that this is the very best time of day to be up and about, while everyone else is still drinking their first cup of tea.

The heat of the day can be oppressive even next to the sea, and yesterday was no exception. We spent the day with Robert and my Mom and Dad relaxing under the trees in the garden, having a little quality time together before Robert heads back to London today. As expected, the visit was all too short, and yet just enough to not have a chance to get back into the rut of familiarity. Although mothers miss their children when they leave home, it is always for the best for both parties. Birds must leave the nest and make their way into the world. There comes a time when you have to let them spread their wings and fly. How far they fly depends to a large extent on what you fed them as nestlings. I can say without hesitation that Robert will fly as far as his wings will take him. He has flourished away from home and learned that he is his own person, with a contribution to make to the world, living every day as it comes and learning not to fear the future.
You can judge a person's character by the way they treat their animals. I think Robert's pretty safe there.
There's not much more I could ask for.


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