Monthly Archive: August 2015

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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  when does it ever feel like the time is right to let someone go how does one ever have the strength the courage the love to be … without to feel the sting of tears to manage the lump…
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