Friday morningmid-August, blue skies andsunshineof course, you will know wheretofindme the loveliest temperatures todaynot too hot, justabsolutely beautiful outside first thing, I am metby the all familiar humthat will render one quite stillthe vibration of wingsrapidlybeatingjust beside mea gorgeous little…
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Would you think that Iam a prolific gardener, even thoughI have told yourepeatedly, that Iam not really a prolificanything words in my head,is how I beginas I will tell you, I am writing every dayand most oftenon theinside this morning…
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Maybe I was hoping today,I wouldsitto write something, possibly evenof little importanceabout a day, like todaybut sometimes life justtakes over each small bit offree space probably I would have told you howthe sky was so blueand the air was a…
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‘Hmmm, I don’t know…’ some of the most beautiful words strung together, I think as this is where we remain curious this is where we can seek, where we can listen and where we can learn to begin again a brand new day, begins a brand new year this waking hour of beginning again where we are…
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December’s arrival tiptoes softly in laying down quietly on your doorstep and calmly waits for you to notice… much difficulty sleeping of late, bothered by unruly sinus congestion has me slightly panicking in the night trying to breathe now this morning seems to have plugged up one ear ugh! also,…
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Sometimes, it is enough you know on a bright morning mid-August to stand for a time just still ever so quietly looking up at the trees somewhat unknowingly in perfect peace and rhythm with each breath listen to the electric buzz of the grasshoppers occasional chirps from the crickets watch…
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This morning finds me feeling a little unwell not sure if it is something I ate or just what but I am taking it slow and gentle already my husband is out in the garden cleaning up bits he thinks I may not notice before he is off to…
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And again let us turn to more hopeful things, like the sun try as I might not to involve myself in American politics the fact of being subject to such an obnoxious inhumane disruptive neighbour for what felt like such a long and pain-filled time, then witnessing a rather…
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December blows in all wild and wintry possibly reminding us how nice it can be to snuggle last night, winter wonderland this morning… the sun, everything glistens outside interesting lumps and bumps and heaps of snow mysterious works of art, of things left unattended sat in the queue of good…
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This morning I coach the washing machinethrough the spin cycle,I know it’s jeans, I say in a comforting tone,and they tend to make you feela littleoff centre,but just do the best you canto which it kindly acquiesces I return to…
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