Family

  • Black Cats and Dress Ups

    I’ve just been to my little boy’s kinder disco, dressed as a cat. A black one, with some white bits included (because black and white cats are just a little bit less evil than pure black cats, wouldn’t you say?)… Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    I believe the world is a puzzle, and we are the pieces. All of us. The trees. The rivers. You. Me. These guys. (Awwwww. xxx)   But no, I mean really. That’s what I believe. We’re a puzzle. And though… Continue reading

  • The River of Life

    Today, the river of life is warm. My goodness. It’s all the lovely things. xx Continue reading

  • In The Black Of Night

    I’m sitting by the fire in the black of the night. The sun shines on the other side of the world and yet here my mind is, alive without it, wondering when sleep will call for me again. My nose… Continue reading

  • A Day In The Life

    I’ll be asleep soon. It’s 6:00 pm, and I’m fairly certain of it— tonight will be an 8:30 kind of night. My goodness, it’s been a full twenty-four hours. My body is fighting a chest infection/cold and yet I’ve continued… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl Again

    The soft girl spoke to me again. She was quick, as usual, so quick I almost didn’t notice she’d come. But I caught her. Yes! And when I did, she spoke to me in moving pictures and silhouettes: a projected future scene,… Continue reading

  • Darling May

    Darling May. How I have adored you. How you will linger always like the scent of cherry-chocolate and minty tea on me. Delicious May. How you have moved me. Opened my bright, and soothed my aching day. Oh, May. Ever… Continue reading

  • Sad Hands

    My hands are not happy with me. If there were little faces in the middle of my palms, both faces would feature a raised eyebrow and an angry forehead, absolutely. They’ve had a big day, the poor muffins. But because… Continue reading

  • The Adventures Of A Hungry Girl

    My glasses are shining back at me from the library window. In hindsight, I should have eaten. Actual lunch I mean, not just the Honey and Date Loaf that quite accidentally fell into my belly at around lunchtime today. I… Continue reading

  • Friday Waffle

    I’ve blown up the heater, again. Both of them. First the ducted heating, then the little beige buzzy thing I set up to replace it. That went within ten minutes of me turning it on, so I suppose this means… Continue reading