READING, LISTENING, YEARNING

READING, LISTENING, YEARNING

READING, LISTENING, YEARNING

  The magical colours of autumn have steadily graced the many little squares of instagram, mine included. The orange glow, a prelude to winter carpets the ground underfoot in leaf form whilst pumpkins and gourds cover the surfaces of our tables and counter tops. The beauty of this time of year just about allows me to forgive the lack of chill in the air. My thick woollens have barely made their way out of their moth bags. It was only today that I managed to pull out my favourite Toast jumper after opening a moth bag to discover larvae. “Please

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HOW WE FESTIVALED – INTO THE WILD 2017

HOW WE FESTIVALED – INTO THE WILD 2017

We had endured a week of rain and that night as I sat on the floor preparing a craft project to do with the eldest the next day during the younger one’s nap time was when the husband and I decided we would join some friends to go camping at the Into the Wild Festival. After pressing “buy tickets” I stared out into the bleak night, the rain drop patterned window and chill in the air made me secretly say in my head “ what have I done?”  Obviously I didn’t tell the husband that, not after spending the money…

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EMBRACING MOLASSES

EMBRACING MOLASSES

  My mind is buzzing with ideas. It’s not constant but when ideas for writing arrive they bombard my mind, flood me and overwhelm. It’s as though I’ve been buzzing along on a specific frequency and suddenly start feeling a shift, like short wave to long. So I’m going to just go ahead and start writing before the radio/ transmitter I obviously have in my head starts doing strange things and I forget to write at all. There have been posts that I had planned on thumping out on the computer and for whatever reason or the other; my fingers

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Reading, Listening, Yearning

Reading, Listening, Yearning

  Finding energy lately has been pretty hard, a lot of it was spent on worry, looking after children and hoping and dreaming on a new home outside of London. I’ve managed to catch up on some reading, zilch writing but dreaming even if it’s all so fuzzy. I still manage to do it albeit tinted with much frustration and anxiety. It does seem to take me a long time to do anything, it took me over a month to answer a list of questions a fellow writer sent me on motherhood and creativity but I eventually managed it. It

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HAPPY BRAVE NEW YEAR

Happy new year! I hope this irregularly mild holiday season was met with family warmth and laughter that has kept your inner fires warm enough to get you through these ice laced mornings and evenings. I don’t write resolutions as mentioned before but I have picked a word to loom over me, it is BRAVE. I endeavour to be braver in everything I pursue, be it hunting for a home and delving deeper into work like a bear nuzzling into a cave but that’s not the right analogy as that doesn’t sound brave but cosy. So maybe what I should

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IF YOU SEE ME ON THE STREET

I’m a juggler without any experience. A tightrope walker without a pole. A lion tamer without a back up distraction. I’m a parent. I’ve joined a very special circus; it’s made up of family; the one that made me and the one I have made. The only difference is, people don’t pay me to watch. But eyes are cast upon our act everyday. Even the ones that try not to watch. We’re all watching each other act. Some with a clear plot and others carefully improvising along. We’re all improvising. We’re all falling and most of us are acting out

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FINDING MY PLACE

FINDING MY PLACE

I can’t really be called a blogger anymore, I simply don’t blog. Blogging has morphed into an entirely different creature, It can be hard sometimes to differentiate a blog that is trying to sell you something subtly or blatantly.  There are many out there , lifestyle blogs are guilty of this the most, that seem to be desperately trying to help you live a different life, somebody else’s life. Even posts about unveiling the rose tint, are tinted by roses. What exactly am I trying to say? Well, quite simply, I suck as a blogger but the writer in me

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WOW FESTIVAL , SOCIAL MEDIA & A DASH OF LIFE

WOW I have so much to write, yet I am unsure as to how coherently I am able to put it down. I want to begin with a few words on the WOW festival which my sister and I went to last month and I have to say it was an eye opener and I certainly plan on going next year. One of my favourite talks was called Who Owns Your Body in which an array of subjects from public breastfeeding (not allowed in America- what the hell) S&M, 50 shades of grey to the portrayal of women in music videos

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AN ORDINARY SUNDAY, AT THE FARM

What a sublime nose dripping, finger numbing, eyes streaming, chilly day.  Each sense was opened and each used breath could be traced out of the nostril and mouth in a plume of vapour. The day was filled the mother toddler song, ” please put your bobble hat on, it’s collllllld” and in reply was “no pleaaase” and sometimes she did, sometimes she didn’t. We moved our feet through thick mud with enjoyment, something I never grew out of. In one moment there was rain, the next exhilarating cold then a flash of sunshine. Once our fingers were beyond numb and

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LATELY

Happy New Year! Or is that old already!? Doesn’t matter, I still wish you it. I hope you’ve had a lovely holiday and managed to spend some quality time with loved ones as that’s what it’s all about even though my entire family except Ayla thankfully, came down with this god awful bug doing it’s rounds, we were all ill within loving company! probably how it passed through to each other. As you can see. I’m not a regular blogger, I find it impossible to find the time to keep it up the way I did before Ayla came along,

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