‘She caresses my finer sensibilities’ She caresses my finer sensibilities on days they are barraged by ugliness. Her love a salve, her laugh the soft cloak, I wrap around myself in the moments hours of ever questioning, mothering need. (poem first published here) Have a lovely day at school. I’ll miss you.
The haircut, I mean. Long hair or short, it will be a while yet before the occasional “He looks like a Weasley!” comment stops. Whenever someone says it to him, he shouts “I am not a Weasley!” I dunno, buddy. I think it would be pretty bloody cool.
Catherine left me a comment last week asking about my Masters Degree and ended with another question, “Why didn’t you go on to a PhD and academic career?” I’ve quoted it here with her permission because, as I told her, it’s a long story and I don’t mind sharing. Truth be told, I did think about…
As my dubious gardening skills are no secret to anyone, I don’t suppose it will come as any shock when I say that after I wrote this post about our thriving tomato bushes I had several phone conversations with family members which went a little like this: “I saw your photos. They did great while…
One week till school goes back, one week till school goes back, one week… Honestly, who goes shoe shopping for the kids one week before school resumes? Me. I walked into the store to see an army of black leather being marched around to the choruses of “how do they feel?” and I mentally swore,…
One thing I didn’t mention in Tuesday’s re-cap of our camping holiday was how the gastro bug was passing through. At least one member of each of the families we went with were hit except us and as we drove out on the day of checking out we whispered hopefully to ourselves that perhaps we…
We went away camping with friends this past weekend. As you can see above, it was a lovely spot and although it did rain a little one morning, it was mostly clear and warm. Adam snapped this last photo and when I saw it was immediately reminded of a shot I have on my About…
Pouring the oats into a specified container carefully and evenly distributing contents into the four corners so the lid may fit I suddenly wish I could keep my life this balanced *** I found this on YouTube the other day. More on the poem (Members of my family will be in no way surprised to…
Click through to see the new masthead To explain the pictures a little, from left to right: Candles from the winter solstice to show that from the lengths of darkness light will come; Riley’s zombie drawing because I adore it (recycled from the last masthead); me in a Qantas toilet as we flew to Sydney in…
