Blog love: A Box of Chocolates

Oct

Blog love: A Box of Chocolates

I think this is a first for me, declaring Blog Love. Which is a bit rude as I’ve been on the end of Blog Love a few times. Very shabby of me. I’m putting it right now by declaring my undying love and affection for Kim and her wonderful blog A Box of Chocolates. Even the title enchants, don’t you think?

I’m rubbish at finding new blogs to read. I still with the same old same old, sometimes I flirt with other people’s blogrolls but generally I just plod on with the waaaaay too many blogs in my Reader. Every now and again I find a New Love, and A Box of Chocolates is just that. Love blossomed after Relyn of Come Sit by my Fire introduced us as part of her Autumn Celebration Swap. Relyn agonised for hours over her long list of participants, trying to match up people for the swap that she thought would rub along nicely together. I tried to encourage her to just stick the names in the hat, but I’m glad she was so diligent. Because Kim and her blog are right up my street. I read her whole blog in one sitting. Then I skipped over to another blog that she had, documenting a very difficult time in her family’s life and cried a river. It’s a pity she lives on the other side of the world, literally (in Australia) otherwise I’d be nipping round there for tea and cake and chats.

She describes herself as “a wife, mother, nanny, photographer, gardener,chef (well a cook at the very least), avid reader, learner and traveller. I’m evolving, growing, changing and loving life. It really is a box of chocolates, you never know what tomorrow will bring.” How perfect is that? I love her photographs and her evolving style of processing, her book reviews are captivating and (although I’m not a foodie) I appreciate her cookery/gardening posts which read so beautifully look divine.

She’s smart and funny and wise and clever. And she sent me a HEAP of gifts, all beautifully packaged in hand printed paper, embellished with handmade labels and accompanied by the sweetest notes. I do love a good bloggy present. I hardly ever get presents and, when I do, my children insist on opening them. But Kim’s parcel was so gorgeous that I opened them solo and savoured every moment. She sent me such thoughtful gifts, and they were all so ‘me’. Each one carefully considered, with an accompanying note. It’s love. It’s not a temporary thing. I’m ashamed of the shabby photo, taken hastily before the Megaboys descended…and she didn’t put a nasty big black mark on the leaf, I did that to hide my name (which, oddly, is not actually Spudballoo).

I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve…Kim rocks…feel the love…I’m sharing the love. xxx