Autumn has slipped beneath the doorways and settled on every surface, like a layer of dust. The first rumbles of Autumn called to me like a reprieve, following a Summer where the world seemed ready to be rid of us. Autumn swept in to douse the flames and press moisture into the earth, and coax…… Continue reading Autumn & Anticipation
To home, It’s been a long time. When I left, I thought I’d be back every other weekend. I always loved you, but life gets in the way. Everyone likes to say that, but still they manage to find time for less important things. After my last visit, I could see that you’d withered. It…… Continue reading To Home
I’ve been thinking about home. About home as a concept maybe, but also a very literal place, and also, as a broader setting without defined boundaries but a very specific ~feeling~. I’ve been thinking about home because I wake up there every morning, because 2020 has a change of home planned, because people come and…… Continue reading Thoughts about Home & Fire
I hope rain is the summer soundtrack. It’s raining now. Not enough to help, really, but enough that the little kids know what rain is, technically, and everyone can smile when they bump into each other at the shop. “How are you?” “It’s raining!” Which means, I have hope! I hope rain is the summer…… Continue reading (sans) Rain
Two weeks ago was hot, like a summertime inferno. One week ago was cold, like deep and despairing wintertime. And today it is warm. Cardigan weather, perhaps. It’s the time of year where the seasons flex their muscles and battle for dominance. It’s a tug of war that shifts the weather faster than I switch…… Continue reading Now Time for the Weather
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
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.
This micro-story was written as a potential idea for an imaginative piece for the HSC. It was quickly abandoned for that purpose, but I haven’t managed to leave it behind entirely. My 5-day trek through the stunning Kunderang gorges served as inspiration, and my ultimate goal has been to capture the wonderful things that I see using…… Continue reading Not Conventionally Useful