The Last Day of the Year

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It's the last day of the year!  A day of reflection. There's this need in our human psyche to cleanse ourselves of the old, and to beckon the new. But when you think about it, tomorrow is just another ordinary day. Even so, I can't help but feel another curtain of history is closing. Tomorrow we shall wake up to something magically Continue Reading

Our Town

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"... A place. A radiant, many-layered, slightly magical place, as achingly real and yet just out-of-reach as a dream you start to forget as soon as you wake up. A place set off in glorious isolation from the rest of the world, but urgently alive with its own rules. its own memories, its own secrets. " That's how Pulitzer Prize-winning TV critic Continue Reading

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We're one but we're not the same. We get to carry each other carry each other. ~ U2 It was our wedding anniversary yesterday. Eleven years. We've done so much in that time. We've lived through leukaemia. We've bought a home. We've had two children. We've lived through more illness. We've renovated. We've travelled. We've danced. Continue Reading

More Light

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The days are getting lighter. It's the eve of summer. The days are stretching. The nights are compressing. More light. From as far as I can remember I have always loved light. Is there a more powerful image than light? Light conquering darkness. Light falling through a window. Lanterns twinkling in the night. I've written about light here and Continue Reading

Lost Things

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It was last seen somewhere between late evening and the old wooden desk. In that inarticulate pause connecting time and space, it slipped out of her reach. The search was in its fourth year. She knew it was somewhere in the splinters of the house. It was a journal, covered in the blue of a peacock feather, bordered by filigrees of gold. It was Continue Reading

Fresh Air

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It was timely. Fresh new start to my life co-incided with a freshly broken blog. It was like my blog was begging me to give it some love. Two weeks ago I wrote a post about feeling better. It was then that my blog's commenting system imploded. It seemed my old design was incompatible with newer systems . The only way to fix it was to upgrade my Continue Reading

Winter Winds

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But if your strife strikes at your sleep Remember spring swaps snow for leaves You'll be happy and wholesome again When the city clears and sun ascends        ~ Winter Winds, Mumford and Sons   It's spring time here. The sun has been shining. The blossoms are blooming. The lemon tree is spilling. The camelias are gushing. And I Continue Reading

Dreaming of Michaelangelo

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Saturn on a line A sun afire on strings and wires To spin above my head and make it right But any time you like You can catch a sight of angel eyes all emptiness and infinite And I dream of Michaelangelo when I’m lying on my bed I see God upon the ceiling I see angels overhead And he seems so close as he reaches out his hand But we Continue Reading

A Sort Of Homecoming

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  The frogs and the cicadas were so loud I thought they were at the foot of my bed. I imagined them hanging from the mosquito net, even though it was absurd. But anything seemed possible in this place. On the other side of the window the rice field gurgled like a giggling baby. Within this cheerful symphony I drifted off to sleep. It Continue Reading

Strong

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The rain started at 4am. A tender thread of water only lasting a few minutes, but it’s tiny patter on the roof was enough to comfort my heart. It woke me from my heavy-eyed thoughts, a clanky reel replaying the last few days. Days filled with fevers, rigors and a throat that burnt like the sun. Days where time was a jellylike substance. Saturday Continue Reading