blackberries, swollen seconds full of sun I pick, to burst sweet on my tongue, now and now. In overgrown long disused school ground brambles slow arc...
We're the biggest stone in the wall but we don't sit straight, almost fall each time we ask why are we here? This is our free will, to feel fear yet...
your top photo is GORGEOUS! Thank you for sharing your wonderful walk, I hope, too, that you are not built round and keep your peace and space. It seems a big problem, the building homes without health services or schools, far from supermarkets...
I liked very much what Walt Dodson said about the silences between David Bowie tracks :0) He sounds so lovely, as Sheila. My school, we never had recorders given out, but my son did. It is one of a year's milestones, that afternoon when primary...
so many kind people! This is a lovely poem, though your comment about being on a snowy hilltop when he rang to tell of its being left on the train - very funny as a story, but HOW STRESSFUL that must have been at the time! For you and your son
Jenny, you MUST know grace, to write how you do! I like very much
"weaving lyrics...beating natures / pulse" which made me think of the flutter of wings being like a pulse and the flight-paths of birds being invisible veins in the heart of...
THANK YOU SO MUCH :0)
Posted on Tue, 05 Aug 2025
THANK YOU SO MUCH :0)
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your top photo is GORGEOUS!
Posted on Fri, 08 Aug 2025
your top photo is GORGEOUS! Thank you for sharing your wonderful walk, I hope, too, that you are not built round and keep your peace and space. It seems a big problem, the building homes without health services or schools, far from supermarkets...
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Thank you for understanding.
Posted on Tue, 05 Aug 2025
Thank you for understanding. This side of the island seems saturated in peace, I wish so much it could be shared, all the terror and despair eased
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Turlough's fabulous diary
Posted on Tue, 05 Aug 2025
Turlough's fabulous diary entry for July is Pick of the Day! Please do share if you can
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lovely poem
Posted on Tue, 05 Aug 2025
lovely poem
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I've bin everywhere, man,
Posted on Thu, 31 Jul 2025
"I've bin everywhere, man, crossed the desert sand, man, I've bin everywhere"...
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loved the sossij bit :0)
Posted on Sun, 27 Jul 2025
loved the sossij bit :0)
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I liked very much what Walt
Posted on Thu, 31 Jul 2025
I liked very much what Walt Dodson said about the silences between David Bowie tracks :0) He sounds so lovely, as Sheila. My school, we never had recorders given out, but my son did. It is one of a year's milestones, that afternoon when primary...
Read full commentPosted in While My Guitar Teacher Gently Weeps
so many kind people! This is
Posted on Tue, 29 Jul 2025
so many kind people! This is a lovely poem, though your comment about being on a snowy hilltop when he rang to tell of its being left on the train - very funny as a story, but HOW STRESSFUL that must have been at the time! For you and your son
Read full commentPosted in My Absent-Minded Violinist
Jenny, you MUST know grace,
Posted on Sun, 27 Jul 2025
Jenny, you MUST know grace, to write how you do! I like very much
"weaving lyrics...beating natures / pulse" which made me think of the flutter of wings being like a pulse and the flight-paths of birds being invisible veins in the heart of...
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