Fifteen years ago these old walking boots carried me and my stepsons, our old dog and my ex up hills and mountains. Today I finally got them on for the first time since countless surgeries and went round the block in the rain. It was wonderful. For me, right now this is an epic expedition.Continue reading “One step at a time”
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Harvests and Hijinx
A little light on lobster soup. Ever feel you might be cooking yourself in slowly boiling water without realising you left the cooker on? You shout for help but the people you call can’t hear.? A hand reaches in. It isn’t who you shouted for, but you feel this pure and honest friendship from someoneContinue reading “Harvests and Hijinx”
Abundance
On Boxing day, this was the outfit of choice.. and, if we were all really honest with ourselves we probably all wish we could wear every Christmas presents…. at once…. Abundance. The realm of the child, the lucky, or the wise….? For a fraction of a second my daughter questioned the potential reaction of others, inContinue reading “Abundance”
For Z
The last few weeks, a procedure on my hand has meant a rest from all things requiring fingers and thumbs…which has limited my writing. Thankfully it is the singing and eating season so other bits of you get to be spoilt .The Christmas roller-coaster has begun in a joyful way with old and new friendships,Continue reading “For Z”
Draw
Recently I started to go to an art class, as a member and not as a teacher. It is wonderful. Not only are the people running it wonderfully easy and friendly, open to you creating your own masterpiece instead of drawing their set-up; but the class members are as easy to be in a roomContinue reading “Draw”
Cheese
Today I had to ask my friend what my blog was about. It made me laugh. I found that summing up what we talk about in our classes and on here is too huge to put into a few sentences. When this started I thought it would be about art, a little comment on artyContinue reading “Cheese”
The Blank Page
Where to begin…. Again……. I’ll let you into a secret.. Blank canvas syndrome is an actual thing. Stalling at the moment of creative freedom is the hurdle of almost anyone who ever picks up a brush or a pencil. We imagine ourselves unable to do this massively hard thing which encompasses our genius inContinue reading “The Blank Page”
Reading between the lines
What do you remember about yesterday? It’s hard to describe in words what and why our favourite memories are so important. Every story begins with a single moment in time.. Every night my daughter and I write her diary… If it was up to her we would write the repeated sentence, “We did maths”…….. ButContinue reading “Reading between the lines”