enjoying a winter wonderland

Where have I been the last couple of months? Well, I am not going to kid myself and say that there has been anyone who reads this blog who has actually thought that, but I’d like to stroke my own ego for a moment… I have actually been all over the place, and really didn’t…

Home…?!

Home. Funny word that. Home is where my parents are. Or the hotel in whichever country I am travelling around. Or my bedroom in my flat share. Or my sisters’ flats, when they cook me good food. Or my friends’ homes, when I stay overnight. I have always felt like I am still searching for…

I love those moments…

I drive along country roads in autumn; warm, vibrant, coloured leaves fall from the trees, dancing, twirling around the top of the car in front, and swirling in a mini hurricane that I drive through unseen. Waking up on a Saturday morning in my own bed, not hungover, and realising I don’t have to work…

Sublime

A look in the mirror confirmed the suspicion What needed to be done would be Without circumspection Eight years was a long time To wipe away But they were mine and I walked the line Walked away Man, it was sublime   Written content is © All rights are reserved. September 2011.

Facets of cherry coloured berries

Cherries and berries Peaches but no pie Multi coloured facets Of shapes and patterns Fill our eyes Explosions of colour Exaggerated Nature, Clouds, sky, rustling leaves of trees All are chalk drawings Standing out against the ground Of grey human nature Rigid rules Bent Under the weight Of vibrant iridescence Sweet as cherries and berries…

childhood discoveries

childhood discoveries I started drawing again… I forgot how therapeutic it is, even if just scribbles. It reminds me that there are depths to myself I have forgotten, or lost along the way. How many things we are capable of doing when we are young but that we then forget as we grow older, as…

“We have no time to stand and stare”

“We have no time to stand and stare.” What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No…

Happy Sunday people!

Drinking games in Luxembourg… summer finally started! Peace and love to you all. Happy Sunday xx

I built this…

I built this over the weekend… A-frame shelter built at Survival Training Course weekend #nofilter