Clean, pristine A city of analysed dreams Music the pulse through its elegant veins Grandeur a habit defined and ingrained Politics roasted and blended to the taste Of the varied inhabitants of this melting pot place. My heart is definitely for the natural world. Take me out into the countryside, into a woodland, or along…Read more 5 Minutes in a City
On still days, The Sea laps the shores of humanity Quietly soothing hearts And whispering That it needs no permission To arrive, or leave. It was a surprising weather window, or so I am told by our AirB&B host as we arrived at our long weekend accommodation fresh…Read more 5 Minutes by the Sea
The sun turned my head While my eyes were cast down Picking my feet over steep, muddy ground. The bland, bleached bark Of the thin beech trees Illuminated by the golden beams. I read a report this week in the Journal of Positive Psychology. Researchers at the University of Regina, Canada showed that spending…Read more 5 Mins in Nature
We seem to be living at an interesting time in history. I will be honest and say I am not really enjoying it. January has begun with an intensity and a level of uncertainty that stretches the emotional sinews to a breaking point. New Year is always a time for reflection and making plans and I…Read more In need of a quiet place?
I arrive at a choice of direction I am uncertain the way I should go I seek out wise council. Who might be sure to know? The setting sun smiles with knowing glints. Surely it can be my guide! Do I mingle with the green woods? And in ancient oak trees hide? Perhaps lofty…Read more Seeking a Change of Direction
Recently, I dipped into a book I’ve been reading on and off for the last couple of months. I may, if I am honest, confess that it is probably over a year that I have been it! The book in question is Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life with Words by Susan G. Wooldridge. I reached the…Read more A Name to Call Myself
Still deep blue water Embraces me. Still deep blue water Fascinates me. Still deep blue water Captivates me. Still deep blue water Wraps me In a world of simple contentment. Dreams can be held like prized jewels, Affixed in gold, Ripe for careful study: To contemplate, Formulate, Gestate. ...This still deep, blue water