the biggest puzzle of all…

Sherlock Holmes: It has its costs. Dr. Joan Watson: What does? Sherlock Holmes: Learning to see the puzzle in everything. They’re everywhere. Once you start looking, it’s impossible to stop. It just so happens that people, with all the deceits and illusions that inform everything they do, tend to be the most fascinating puzzles of…

a delicious day to dance

Sweltering Sunday surrounds me with sunny yellow glows on backdrops of pure blue, and green, green grass. A delicious day to dance. Written content is © All rights are reserved. August 2017.

what a day

Shimmering in the gentle sunlight Sunset an arms length away Leaves swing their underbelly Up towards the light Branches slowly sway. Dancing through my clothes Tickling my skin Whispering sweet Saying nothing unreal All with the wind. Fuzzy lion heads Bend in the breeze Sitting here writing Listening to laughter And music At complete ease….

majestic rain of laughter

A majestic afternoon of sunshine and brief torrential rain… Friends laughter, a few shots – and never ending games… River sits still after the storm and my friends are now looking a little worn… Written content is © All rights are reserved. July 2017.

family, life, and everything after

Love is a funny thing; It lightens your soul and brings you firmly back to ground. It lifts your spirits, And makes you want more… It fills your heart, your essence, your being And in the next instant it can turn so ugly, So poor… An afterthought, as communication breaks down And once accepted contentment…

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…

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…