Even at the end of a long road, even when I have reached a landmark I am always still hesitant about celebrating. This may be to do with my history of having celebrations sabotaged in some way. But I reckon it is more that I am always looking for the three R’s. For...
A study has shown that there are around 50 billion wild birds in the world. https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/50-billion-total-wild-birds-inhabit-planet-study-estimates-180977753/ Birds outnumber humans 6:1. The way I see it that means each person alive today...
This past year there has been a disease upon the earth, upon humanity today, that has managed to weaponised our very breath. No wonder our spirits have felt stifled along the way. It is the final straw in the outrage of the elements. Up till now we have found ways to...
Chances are, if you are an adult, then you are many things now that you did not have to be as a kid. Perhaps you got to be whatever you dreamed about becoming when you were growing up. The pilot, the farmer, the nurse, the hairdresser, the explorer, the writer, the...
They gave me a nod bundles of flailing bright catching me off guard from my head clouded from hours of kissing sorrows cheek someone planted these bundles of light on the verge unaware of their distant cousins on hillsides of white clean air these ones are witness to...
One year ago I called on my courage and put out a blog post for the first time. In days since I've noted little phrases or moments of curiosity in amongst mundane day to day living. All the while these curiosities and intrigues simmer and percolate within me, until at...
Picture by a friends' 6 year old son Valentines Day 2021 Valentines day 2021a 6 year old sits at his small wooden table plucks out a felt tip penWhat does his hand choose to draw this day?He scribbles what his heart tells him to,what love would be.Love would be a 2...
This was penned first of all in December 2020. Now re-worked in 2024. It is dedicated to my friends who are missing their loved ones, whose pain cannot pause because it is parties and presents. Whose precious ones, whether very young or much older, will always be gone...
I am not a fan of the penultimate. It is my least favourite time, the moment when you are about to cross a threshold but haven’t done so yet. The feeling of being about to step onto a rickety bridge between two cliffs, trying not to look down. Occupying the space...