Hello there, I thought I’d dust the ol’ blog off a bit and try writing something again. The pandemic has killed off a lot of my initiative for creativity, mostly by sucking all the brain energy out of me, but once in a blue moon something floats up from the depths that contains the kernel…
I haven’t been writing again and it’s becoming an uncomfortable itch. I want to write. The words are often there, but making myself actually make time for it is hard. It’s not quite as brainless as crashing out on the couch with a mindless novel on my Kindle app. But the other weekend we were in…
This is my third time in a coffee shop. I have my computer. I have music. I have all the tea I could ever want. I don’t have my writing mojo. I can’t find my writing mojo. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t just been staring at an empty page all this time. I’ve written two…
You know what I’m talking about. Everyone plays the waiting game. All the time. I’ve had cause recently to reflect on waiting and have come to the conclusion that there are many different types of waiting, but they all come down to a delicate balance of the same things: time, patience and discipline, and circumstance. On…
There are the days when the words won’t stop coming. And then there are all the days when they don’t appear at all. Sometimes there simply isn’t anything to say. You can fill the space with noise and distraction but the spirit is empty and the substance is hollow. Other times, you have words exploding…
If this photo isn’t a metaphor for childhood, I don’t know what is. Just look at him, all bundled up cozy and warm and dry in his little bubble of innocence and love, safe and protected from the miserable outside world, and yet curious about what lies beyond at the same time, poking at the raindrops…
I do actually have serious things I want to write about but I am feeling somewhat low on the motivation and energy front. The absence of those two makes for poor inspiration, in that I have ideas for topics, but I cannot find the spark that seems to inspire that organic flow of words that…
Things I’ve accidentally learned this morning: 1. The origin of the word “pineapple” 2. The origin of the word “ananas” 3. Why most other languages use “ananas” whereas English uses “pineapple” to describe the fruit in question 4. The probable origin of the word “banana” 5.The fact that “banana” and “ananas” sound similar is a…
I don’t know if I’ve just never noticed this plant before in our courtyard entrance or if it’s a new landscaping addition. Either way, I noticed the colours coming home today and was intrigued by the image. My husband actually had to pop his head back outside to see if I had gotten lost as…
The Feathered Rose 