I may look the part of predator, striped the colour of mean Wings that sound a warning. I’m avoided, seldom seen But this is all a defence to stop the things that would hurt me Look closer: I am just a fly, buzzing happily Flitting amongst flowers, spreading pollen as wide as I can A … Continue reading Hoverfly
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.
Fed up with all the obligations? Try I want to, not I have to.
We’ve been a busy family lately. It seems like we’re all being pulled in different directions. My husband is working away a lot, my son has more school activities than my fried brain can keep up with and my daughter is approaching the teen years with all the accompanying social butterfly-ness and sleepovers. I’ve been … Continue reading Fed up with all the obligations? Try I want to, not I have to.
Pied Wagtail
Pied Wagtail wagged and bobbed as she searched the Earth for worms Where once they were abundant, now she found them hard to earn But she carried on her wagging, for what else was there to do? No use worrying about it; on went the search for food One day she saw a human, sitting … Continue reading Pied Wagtail
Giving ourselves permission to stop and smell the roses
I’m not sure why so many of us feel the need to justify doing the things we really enjoy. We cram our hobbies, our family time, our self-care around our should’s and have to’s. Every break we give ourselves is hard won by lots of hard work before (and after), and no one can doubt … Continue reading Giving ourselves permission to stop and smell the roses
Weekend Wittering
I haven’t been writing much lately (too busy enjoying myself) so I thought I’d forego the usual Sunday rhyme time and try a bit of weekend wittering instead. What’s up with the bees? Our resident bees are still nesting outside the bedroom window and it’s a hive of activity! My how they’ve grown. Last time … Continue reading Weekend Wittering
Ballderdash
Balderdash: senseless talk or writing; nonsense. Oxford language definition My kid talks balls all day long His ball themed tales go on and on: My balls do this, my balls do that My balls could sucker punch the cat My balls could bounce to Timbuktu My balls could fall into the loo My balls could fly … Continue reading Ballderdash
To bee or not to bee: cohabiting with bumble bees
We’re at the tail end of a long renovation project. Slow and steady is my mantra in life and the same has applied to our house renovations (not always out of choice, but it is what it is). For a couple of years, the double story breeze block extension overlooking our back garden has stood … Continue reading To bee or not to bee: cohabiting with bumble bees
Quiche Wars
Forget coronation chicken, now it's coronation quiche Spinach, eggs and cheese, it all sounds rather niche But there's beef about the pastry, the French say it's just a tart They're miffed about the tarragon, to them we've ruined art The brotherhood of quiche Lorraine is up in arms in France Our coronation quiche has gone … Continue reading Quiche Wars
Too many thoughts to meditate? Think about this…
Penny for them? If I had a penny for each one of my thoughts I’d probably be able to buy a sizeable island in the South Pacific, where I could spend my days arguing with myself in peace. You’re never alone when you have a noisy brain; there’s always a voice inside waiting to start … Continue reading Too many thoughts to meditate? Think about this…
Sunday Silliness
The grown ups in my life don’t like a silly rhymeWhen I try to read onethey say they’ve got no timeBut they’ve got time to do the dishesThey’ve got time to wash their faceThey’ve got time to feed the fishesAnd tidy up the place But where’s the time for laughter?For silliness and games?No wonder they’re … Continue reading Sunday Silliness
Rae Cod’s Writing 