A velveteen rabbit lies abandoned on the bed. Sunday afternoon creeps quietly up through the open window.
All tagged reflection
Bubble On A Stream
We’ve come to the end of a busy week here. Lessons, activities and all manner of learning have flooded our tiny school.
Of Heat, Hobbits and Time Immemorial
It’s a blazingly hot Sunday afternoon here. Temperatures have rocketed up to 100 degrees and everybody’s feeling the heat.
Million Miles
It’s a cool grey morning. Hints of blue are emerging to push the clouds aside but the heat of the afternoon is for now a vague promise.
California Rhythmns
And so we’re back in the land of sunshine and disfunction. We flew home last weekend on a plane ride so bumpy in places that Mr Dylan himself might have had a thing or two to say about it!
Silent Wonder
Sitting in silent communion with the spirits of the Tazza Fountain in Hyde Park’s Italian Gardens I feel the magic of this particular spot once again.
Brightly Directed?
It’s a bright and sun scorched morning as Duke and I step out on our usual outing through the neighbourhood.
Idle Themes
Solitude has taken up residence in our dwelling in the precious minutes before the children and the hound are awake. My husband long ago drove off to work, leaving me free to wander through memory’s halls.
Life’s Waves
There have been days of overwhelming business of late, infused with that peculiarly American insatiability. It climbs right up inside your soul and grabs you by the throat, seemingly intent on stealing your last breath too.
Choices
The hound and I have been out and about this week. Temperatures soared once more. At times the light had a flat brightness that could cut glass.
Perpetual Afternoon
We sit on the sand. The roaring wind muffles the rising curve of the ocean. She’s wrapped in a makeshift blanket fashioned out of a tiger towel.
Every Grain of Sand
The sea and sky are softly grey today. The seaweed strewn beach could be a pocket of space picked up from its usual home and placed somewhere different entirely.