Transforming dreams into reality takes time and energy, hence yet another protracted blog absence. My apologies - as always - but I'm now several steps nearer to bringing various strands of my writing and mentoring life together, working with groups and individual students. Not quite there yet but the goal is in sight. A pilot scheme is under way, the website is now in the hands of a trusted friend and brilliant designer, a venue for another element of the work identified.
And it is, at last, spring, after a long, wet, grey, miserable winter that seems to have gone on for ever. The dogs - my own and the guest canines - rush around madly, leaping in and out of the river. The grass has had its first cut of the year and there are buds on the magnolia, hawthorn and camellia bushes. This is why I love spring; it is so full of possibilities. Creativity is at its height.
But the long winter has not been wasted; it has been given over to thinking, planning and a good deal of dreaming - because one is never too old to dream, to imagine the possibilities that spring and summer might bring to fruition.
I'm sure that many of you - especially readers in the USA - will immediately recognise the source of the title of this blog. And it was one of my students (a great lover of baseball films), to whom I was outlining my ideas, at an embryonic stage, who reminded me of the quote. Here's James Earl Jones affirming for Kevin Costner in Field of Dreams - and for me - the importance of holding fast to one's dream, even in financially straitened times, and seeing it through to reality.