A study of a blackbird washing
Zen and the art of bricks
I don’t remember much of Zen and the Art of Motor Cycle Maintenance, but once bit that stuck with me is when someone is struggling to write because they don’t know where to start. The mentor guides the would-be writer’s attention to zoom in from the whole view, to … Read more
Sometimes broken is better
I planted sunflowers again this year, from the gleaned seeds of last year. They have to be one of my favourite flowers, bright, robust, direct, stark against the sharp blue cold sky today, but also against the black grey of the week. The bees love them, the squirrels hang off them feeding. They make me … Read more
Small things make a smile
Small things which made me happy.
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We were driving into Shrewsbury when I saw smoke rising from the verge.
As we got closer it was clear that the grass was on fire and that there was a big old hedge behind it which would be catching light within a few wind’s breaths. So I … Read more
The pandemic 4 years on
Remember?
The image above was taken 4 years ago, in 2020, when we were in lockdown. In the sunshine yesterday morning, before yet more rain came, I did the same walk and the view was the same. But what has changed?
For me and lots of people I know, the lockdown in the spring of … Read more
Screw Valentines Day
I spent the weekend in the South visiting old friends, some of whom I haven’t seen for nearly 8+ years and yet, such love and warmth, so much laughter and welcome, such easy reconnection and recollection.
And isn’t this love?
I’m a notorious connector of and with people. If I like you and think of … Read more
