Time Lapse

Reblogged from SandraBranum's Blog: Even changing the linens is now a chore Due to ever increasing shadows And mobility issues galore Where once I moved with agility and grace Now body movements are slow and thoughtfully paced I will not name these age old developments For to do so would just slow me more The […]

Yours...

Reblogged from Butterflyx3's Blog: I stand in the light For only you… to see, I write of the stars And the whispers of The wind… For you… So you can hear… What my heart speaks, I paint pictures Of my passion so You can feel my passion So you can feel Just how much my […]

Evolution of my accent

In world terms my closest family are from a tiny area on the planet. Dialects within the United Kingdom are diverse and can vary dramatically within a short distance. My father’s family were from Shropshire and Kent. My mother’s from Birmingham and the Black Country. My accent is heavily influenced by my relatives from the […]

Magic boxes

Lidded boxes fascinate me. With a nod to recycling we use them to store stuff, like teddy bears, candles, incense, pens, pencils, baking paraphernalia, essential oils, coasters, watches, rings, necklaces, the list goes on. Sometimes the box has a special memory attached to it, reminding us of where it came from. We have leather, cardboard, […]

Tell me how does it feel

About 20 minutes into powering away on the cross trainer, the track “Tell me how does it feel”, by Adiva and Vicky Fee, remixed by Kam Shafaati, gives me the boost I need to fly to the end of my cardio session. I find the track uplifting and inspiring. The words reflect my need to […]

Creative Passion

I wrote the following to describe the energy of creativity that builds within me before erupting. It seems appropriate that I include a photograph of Mount Vesuvius slumbering next to the Bay of Naples, Italy. I took the picture from the terrace of the Grand Hotel Excelsior Vittoria, Summer 2012. Like molten rock creativity churns […]

Harvest time in the city

A couple of years ago we lived in a townhouse with a tiled courtyard and raised flower beds. For the first time since eating from my grand parent’s garden we were able to grow a delicious crop of rhubarb and lettuces. Encouraged by our success when we moved to a house with a small garden, […]