Me time

  • Rest

    Oh, dear rest. How beautiful to touch your softness, so. When I, the weary boned, have assaulted this body with your skeleton friend, exhaustion. How sweet it is, this sigh of the deep. How darling to fall to the earth… Continue reading

  • Quiet Nights

    Dreams are born on quiet nights. Continue reading

  • The Day Ahead

    I might walk tomorrow. And sit. With trees and music and life flowing through every piece of wild in my soul. My energy hasn’t been flowing as nicely of late, and where the old me wouldn’t have noticed any change… 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

  • A Love Story

    Here’s a story. A love story. There once was a girl who never stopped believing in the magical powers of a chocolate biscuit. The End.   Continue reading

  • When Life Was Beautiful

    It’s the third day of Christmas. And here I am sitting under the shade of a barky tree, listening to the river, counting my blessings as they float on by. What is this beautiful life? What is this warm breeze… Continue reading

  • The Happy Place

    When your happy place gets lost Just remember It will always Always Find you. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 28. Me Time

    Darling is the wife, the mum, the daughter, the friend who says: Tonight is my gift to me. Tonight it will be only me. In a cosy room. With candles. Tea. Chocolate. And music. (You know I’d never forget the… Continue reading