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.painted ladies.

it will be good to have a job
maybe

i do like working
i like the people
the stories they bring

the journey
up over mountains
past the farms

maybe eggs for sale
i go today

the history of your land is long
short for the incomers

i am an incomer here
accepting gratefully
that which came before me
learning

there was a hedgehog in the back garden
last evening, snortling and bumbling about
nicely

i am glad i left it all to grow wilder this summer

family were out counting butterflies while i was
at the bala studio worrying about ice melting

6.37 am

quiet this morning
easing slowly into
a day

.whaley bridge.

i like your landscape
your scenery different
from here, yet we have
queen anne’s lace too
yesterday we swept along the new bypass
yet the flowers were gone over though
else where is all rowan berries and rosebay
willow herb

such a day
freedom from driving
mapping the land
pausing in montgomery
go google

the next destination

your road is straight
as was ours
roman up to the castle

today is quiet work
again to see what comes

6.21
have you heard about the dam
at whaley bridge?

news on the radio
i have to be careful
how i spell things

.bus trip.

up early
a bus trip today
with a friend

a breezy start with warm spells
radio predicts. i looks out the
window to see
and see

work came fine yesterday
not finished, then nothing
ever is really

we just says it is
and leaves it alone

then
someone likes it
dislikes it

sends a message
that they feel it is

disgusting
discussing

what they feel is fine

the winner is decorative, manipulative
romantic, nostalgic and boring

i am not in that race
i am not a winner
nor a loser then

hope your day comes good
hope your day is free from

some things
full of other things

best dash

6.08
bit excited
bit ready for the day

.crayfish.

watching moments
recalling then writing

sharing them across the world

i hope his finger survived

people eat them i hear
here i would not

not now

i write in places
where no one comments
yet i have found that friends
read it quietly
and smile

they tell me

and if no one came
it would remain the same

in time to the music
the pattern
the pulse

paces

which slow sometimes
when we give way

it was a pleasant day yesterday
there was drizzle and wild flowers

the garage fixed the wheel
and changed my seat configuration
as always

they are taller than me
most are

the gas man came as i was fiddling
with it
and helped

he always does
a kind man
who retires next april

looks young to me

6.46
crumbs in the keyboard
dust on the screen

dry day
to hang the washing
out

.i am.

I have always been plain, unadorned and feel uncomfortable other ways.

Best to be honest about ourselves.

.storm forecast.

i am not there no more

only here

and no one missed me

at all

now there is a lesson

to be learned

my lesson

it is overcast today

a slight breeze from the

window

wide

a slight hint of colour

bleeding from the patch below

back garden full

of birds full

of flowers

the rose scrambling

into air

by the graveyard fence

rusting

i may not write about the mill today

except to say that we were busy

i worry for the world

the warming

the anger

and cut out the things that may affect

it all

no one will notice

and i guess it

will make not much

difference

6.40

news & weather forecast

.the day comes good.

the day comes good

when the fly looks cute

despite all the bad press

the upbringing

the day comes good when the

delete icon looks like a fairy cake

to me

when you take me on a walk to see the

biggest rocks

my fancy

the fancy house standing empty

nannau

.the dolls house.

the dolls house is small with pointed tracings

above the windows.

kept upstairs. unfinished & fitted with bunting

outside. a gift.

faded now.

there is not much inside.

sometimes i go to live there when

there is not much inside.

when i feel anxious,

a fragile day to hide

fragile way to hide.

peer out small windows, to peer in

make some reflection.

my bones are brittle, the skin comes drawn

now.

the dolls house .

curtains drawn, deplete to hide there.

deplete reside there while.

he made it

i use it

i photograph it

and not finish it

some things come minimal.

the dolls house

not much inside

the bones of it are

brittle.

remember.