The last few weeks have been a total rollercoaster ride. Feel afraid I may have let one too many through the door ... of my home, my heart, my life. My instinct is to shut down. Run. Abandon. Abort project. Yet... who am I running from? Him? Myself? Who knows. Will I ever be completely … Continue reading Holding On to Me …
reflection
There is none….
Well it feels like forever since I even opened my laptop. Because it has been a long 6 weeks! I visited Oxford for 2 and stayed for 5 and am only now addressing some sense of normality back into my days by attempting to find some more work and cagily eyeing up the remnants of … Continue reading There is none….
LOOSELY LABELLED WEEKDAYS
OK ...so my week is probably as erratic as I am and therefore suits my idiosyncrasies perfectly No one week is ever the same. Unless, of course, I commit the cardinal sin of agreeing to - god forbid! - regular hours across a number of consecutive weeks. Hang on please while I wipe the sweat … Continue reading LOOSELY LABELLED WEEKDAYS
When Mother came to visit…
Wow! We BOTH survived intact ! I found it impossible to write while she was in the house. I had a constant tense nervous headache that would only diminish if we escaped the cottage! We were snowed in for the first three days! Now forgive the ungracious tone of my tale - too much history … Continue reading When Mother came to visit…
Burgeoning…to burgeon…burgeonous? wierd word the more you say it! I also made up the adjectival form…is there one?
Burgeoning. The word for today is ....Burgeoning. Not a cliche for Spring and its new abundance, recent flowerings of crystal white, exquisitely lonely snowdrops, or fleetingly spotted clumps of purple pansies and crocuses Not a euphemism for my ever expanding waistline, encouraged by warming winter fare over these crisp and frosty nights by … Continue reading Burgeoning…to burgeon…burgeonous? wierd word the more you say it! I also made up the adjectival form…is there one?
February – post 14th :-) !!
Well ... I survived ! Not really one for hearts and flowers unless they are truly meaningful I usually avoid V day - Very over-rated Day ! Having said that -this year I chose to spend it with my heart - my beautiful daughter and hers - what could be more perfect? I then … Continue reading February – post 14th 🙂 !!
ISLAND MUST HAVES!
Gosh !! – January 19th 2018!! How swiftly YOU came around! Joining a writers club on the island last year resulted in LESS writing than I've ever done in one YEAR! Yet here I am ...returning to my island blog a whole year on! Adding my original blog posts to the site I … Continue reading ISLAND MUST HAVES!
RIP IT UP AND START AGAIN…
January 2017 Welcome to the New Year – new beginnings and all that jazz..ya di ya di ya Rip it up and start again. Well, as I made my ‘new beginning’ last year all I do now is consolidate it here. Interestingly the loneliness – if it was such – soon gave away to … Continue reading RIP IT UP AND START AGAIN…
‘Cast down in a flood of remembrance I weep, like a child, For the past…….’ DHLawrence: The Piano
December 2016 Any time away is now slowly resented and involves missing the island via a flurry of work and social commitments in Oxbridge – a purely functional time aspect that is tainted with an urgent longing to be back home. The final night in a devoid hotel room finally … Continue reading ‘Cast down in a flood of remembrance I weep, like a child, For the past…….’ DHLawrence: The Piano
‘O Season of Mists and mellow fruitfulness…’ {Keates:Ode to Autumn.}
30th November October flew swiftly into November….milder than most years but still as hauntingly beautiful as all the Autumns experienced in my childhood. Emotions also dissolved quickly into days, nights, evenings that were punctuated only by Time with its mindless, endless ticking. Work, play, more work, too much play ! Money disintegrating as fast … Continue reading ‘O Season of Mists and mellow fruitfulness…’ {Keates:Ode to Autumn.}
ISLE MY ISLE....♡♡♡ 