Sadness is a dark ink which pours, spills onto the page but
Joy is harder to write
it flutters in rainbows of diffuse light, moving, it doesn’t easily land, wants to keep on swirling, spiralling like pollen on the river, like mayflies as they bounce on springs of gossamer in the slow summer evenings.
Joy … Read more
Waiting in the hammock till midnight
Last night, while waiting to collect my son,
I snoozed in the hammock,
when the moon was a crescent and the
sun blued the sky until way past ten.
I hoped I would hear the owl call as he does in winter when I am blanketed in bed,
hoped I would hear the scratch … Read more
Yesterday I went walking by this river in my lunch hour and thought about how lucky I am that I can walk, that I have the time, that I work somewhere so succulent and green and cool.
Where the air is sprinkled with bird song and the river is flickering light,
Where the rocks grow … Read more
You can never be lonely (with a worm)
I remember years ago, I went for a walk with an old friend.
We met somewhere beautiful.
But I don’t remember much because I was so consumed by the story I was telling him. I remember the story, of heart ache, loneliness. The usual. I remember I went on and on.
Occasionally he would point … Read more
#No mow May
May. Already. How is that possible?
The days are so much longer and the birds are joyous.
Today we had sun and rain and there were pretty little orange-tip butterflies on the Lady’s-smock which is growing in the wilder parts of the garden.
Since the spring of the pandemic I have decided to hand over … Read more
Alarm – 23 April 2023 at 3pm BST – what does this mean?
Tomorrow, or today or on Sunday 23rd April 2023 (depending when you are reading) the UK’s emergency alarm system will be tested for the first time. Unless you turn off your phone completely. Or put it on airplane mode. Or take the battery out. Or turn off the notifications.
When we went to Iceland … Read more