Author Archive: Tamara Willems

Once a rather sad and spiteful man said that I was damaged goods. This was said as to be the ultimate nasty jab, not just meant for me, but aimed also at  my family. At the time, it was easily…
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well,  she finally arrived, in  all her gracious splendour the first day of fall, and one could not ask for a more glorious entrance than this! I step out into my ray of light this morning to be heartily received…
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“Why if I picked a day to fly – oh, this would be it”  ~ Quasimodo from the Hunchback of Notre Dame this may not be a direct quote, but on a day like today, these are the words in…
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Sitting in my garden today, under the most glorious of skies,  golden sunshine warming my skin, savouring the sounds of late summer days.  It is wonderfully quiet here today.  The gentle whir of the air conditioner seems to be harmonizing…
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l am a terrible procrastinator. or possibly, I am brilliant at it!?! I strive for calm waters but sometimes it feels like I am careening towards rapids searching for a shoreline summer is ending, fall is returning, school is starting,…
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I guess we are not really friends as such yet I believe we do share a mutual respect of sorts we seem so opposite in nature you loud, boisterous and bustling me quiet, timid and calm you are all things…
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I feel myself mired in the ‘muck’ of August, the waning of summer days flowers are slowly beginning to fade, and thin things start to look a little more brown and a little less fresh the sun is shining,  but…
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this morning as I sit with my coffee and book, I watch a family of cardinals who have gathered at my window it seems to place their breakfast orders.  The skies are greying and soon the window is being pelted…
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My husband is leaving for work this morning, we’ve briefly had time for coffee together – yesterday he worked day .. and night, Thursday I worked day, he worked night … (also a bit of a tough week) and so…
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i step out in sunshine today, in the company of clouds in need of a wander to the library where i gather in the comfort of books and to my garden where i can sit with sadness I am drifting…
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