Down day. Family are off on separate excursions. I’m home, resting. That’s the plan. Except. It’s harder to rest. I’m not at home, so it should be easier – fewer ‘to dos’ that I can find. But I find some anyway – packing for going home (two and a bit days still here!), washing, catching …
Category archives: Moments
Owning your own orchard (for a week)
Can’t sleep. I’ve passed that point where you might drift off naturally, and am back into the point of brain-whirring. Time to get up then. To give way to the brain, read a little, write a little, calm the system down. And eat a little, to encourage the body to slow too. In the past, …
A little evening alchemy
It begins with finding cucumbers on special in the Co-op. Six cucumbers. Well, five actually, marked down – the sixth is there, and I grab it, whether it’s the same price or not. A little maths late in the (almost finished) summer term: 3 whole cucumbers + 2 large onions + 1 green pepper (if …
Write now. Write away.
Lately, not much writing. At least, not here. Elsewhere, it’s a different story. Writing goes on all the time – which is probably why I think I’m writing the same as ever, even if it’s not appearing online. Once upon a time, a friend asked what I read – and I found it hard to …
Evening spread out against the sky
I kneel down to hang the washing up. It’s a change in routine. Gone are the days of hanging washing over the bannisters – now it’s a couple of free-standing clothes dryers, near the windows at the front. Not the stuff of excitement. (Not yet. Keep going.) I don’t do loads of kneeling down, I …