I want to own a property and plant a forest and watch it grow as I get old. I also want to live in a city and interact with people and drink coffee and see the lights and breathe in the arts and culture. Opposition is a funny thing, and I wonder if we can…… Continue reading 20 Acres and Bees
Do you ever hear a song or see an artwork or hear a speech which just evokes such an emotional reaction and you just stop and say “wow”, and soak in the beauty and marvel at it and wash it over your skin and drink it down and try to absorb it like a sponge?…… Continue reading talent.
Coming home is the sweetest of the bittersweet moments. Home’s fragrant and warm and bright and blue skied, and London was grey and it was cold, and people stand in your way even if you have a suitcase, and you have to keep your purse close. But it was an electrifying chill which woke you…… Continue reading Home / Away
My footprints are all over the globe, as I’ve trekked and trawled and slipped and stumbled in snow and rain and cyclonic winds. But also blue skies; bitterly cold, but blue. I’ve seen land locks and mountains and oceans, sailed canals and lakes, bathed in history, and seen four countries in one day. Tonight I’m…… Continue reading The Extravaganza, and Home
Sometimes the most interesting moments are the ones which follow a wrong turn down a road which is not the shortcut, but it proves to be a shortcut, but you get to see the new foals and the silhouetted trees fencing in a pink sky, and a billowing crimson cloud dressed in every silver lining. Just the same,…… Continue reading Opportunist, Optimist
This has been saved as a draft since May, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. It’s fun to reflect, and this is a nice step back into what I was experiencing in the dawn of winter, and I’m reading now at winter’s dusk. // Hygge is cosiness and comfort. On this cold…… Continue reading The 5 Senses, and Hygge
In life, you make joy or you find joy or you’re given joy, and when you discover a source of joy, you have to seize it. These joyful things slip away and reappear, or sprout from somewhere unexpected, and that’s okay. Just make sure that your arms are always open to receiving joy, and your…… Continue reading Finding Joy, Greeting Spring.