Hot water bottles and fluffy socks have been making an appearance in our house, so the summer must be over. I’ve been searching for something to write about. The first blog post after a break is always a bit rough. I considered an entire post on the weather (the favourite conversation topic of us Brits), … Continue reading Signs from the Universe & Remembering my Writing Why’s
The one that has it all
All of my pages, blog posts, rhymes and short stories in chronological order, newest to oldest. Peruse at your leisure.
On my patch: welcoming the wildflowers
Our garden has been popping with colour lately. A few days away in the van and we came back to a front lawn carpeted in yellow and purple. I think they’re cat’s ear and heal-all, but I’m new to this plant identification malarkey, so if anyone knows different please let me know. I love how … Continue reading On my patch: welcoming the wildflowers
Making Progress, One Step at a Time
When I started this blog, I wrote a lot about my over-thinking tendencies. They were part of what drew me to writing, and I thought they were part of me. I’d grown up being told I was a worrier, and my personality certainly seemed predisposed to worrying, so worry was what I did. I worried … Continue reading Making Progress, One Step at a Time
Ditch Diving in a Dress: a Countryside Adventure
I’ve been spending too much time at my desk lately. The hellhound’s forlorn glances spurred me into action last week with a long walk across the fields. I’d planned my circular route, which involved the big dangly carrot of a stop at my favourite countryside café for lunch. Forty minutes into the walk I hit … Continue reading Ditch Diving in a Dress: a Countryside Adventure
A Story of Hope: white bison born in Yellowstone Park
I very seldom read the news, but the headline of a white bison born in Yellowstone National Park and its significance for Native American tribes grabbed me. I've been interested in Native American wisdom since I was a child. My Dad had a framed picture of a Native American Indian and a wise proverb underneath. … Continue reading A Story of Hope: white bison born in Yellowstone Park
Touring the Emerald Isle: camper van-ing in Ireland
Hello lovely people, I hope you’re well in this fine new month of June. The hubby and I have just returned from a camper van trip around Ireland, so I thought I’d entertain this week with a holiday video. We travelled the Wild Atlantic Way on the West coast of Southern Ireland, starting on the … Continue reading Touring the Emerald Isle: camper van-ing in Ireland
Trying hard or hardly trying? there’s a time to push and a time to allow
I’ve made it a rule to live by that I don’t try too hard. That’s not to say that I don’t put in effort, but slow and steady has been by mantra these last few years and it seems to be serving me pretty well. Once upon a time I was the person that got … Continue reading Trying hard or hardly trying? there’s a time to push and a time to allow
Blank Spaces and Communal Living
I’m waking at sunrise this week, which happens sometimes. I’m a seven-hours-a-night-or-I-lose-the-plot-kinda-gal (this isn’t limited thinking, I’ve experimented and weird things happen when I don't get enough shut-eye) so I'm feeling a bit tired. I was tidying the house like a mad woman (the family are visiting and there’s nothing as marvellously motivating as the … Continue reading Blank Spaces and Communal Living
A Place to Start
Control is not the cure when fear is the plagueA self-perpetuating cycle designed to keep us vagueLike a plaster for an artery gushing blood in scarlet streamsThe masks we hide behind won’t mute the mounting screamsDividing into factions won’t make the world a safer placeCommunity is key to live and grow in graceEnemies to friends … Continue reading A Place to Start
Trash or Treasure
Martin knew the saying; ‘once man’s trash is another’s treasure’, but it always amazed him the items people discarded at the charity shop. Dropping it there made them feel better about it, but make no mistake, if the charity shops closed tomorrow it would all be on the rubbish heap. That’s how much stuff people … Continue reading Trash or Treasure
Rae Cod’s Writing 