The first assignment in the writing course I took at Regent College was predicated on a statement Sylvia Plath had made – that she could not put a toothbrush in a poem. Our assigment was to do exactly that, (bonus marks for making it a love poem.) Dare I say that many bristled at theContinue reading “Sylvia Was Right”
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Eight Little Letters
It’s 3 AM and I am awake. Awake enough to know I may as well get up and now I am wrapped in my favorite wool shawl with a big mug of hot chocolate beside me and my little fake fireplace dealing with the chill. And a tiny, but oh so powerful phrase running throughContinue reading “Eight Little Letters”
Food For All
Years ago, two friends and I catered for several years- mostly for weddings and banquets. My husband, an accountant, figured we were working for far less than minimum wage, but we laughed lots, learned lots, trained our daughters, met lovely people and cooked some memorable meals. I developed the menus, another managed our finances andContinue reading “Food For All”
It’s Finally Come
Gardening has been a passion for decades, it brings me such joy rightly and apparently scientifically so as the ubiquitous they now tell us, that if we mess about in the earth, are in actual contact with it, friendly bacteria in the soil produce seratonin in us – hence my silly grin while I putterContinue reading “It’s Finally Come”
Let Your Light So Shine
I find this simulated image of a black hole slightly terrifying – that gaping hole of nothingness from which there is no escape. To me, it hints of the isolation, anxiety, and despair that many people are experiencing right now, in the middle of the Covid 19 crisis. Not unlike that bleak painting by EdwardContinue reading “Let Your Light So Shine”
Cohesion
I’m beginning to lose track of how many days we are into this lockdown and this is perhaps a funny title to serve you in the middle of this time when we are all called to isolation. But the apostle Paul prayed that our hearts would be knit together in love, Col 2:2. Let’s learnContinue reading “Cohesion”
Lockdown: Day 11
Why do I feel like that should have been the first line of a post-apocalyptic novel and not an entry on my gardening blog? I went for a walk with a girlfriend this week , the requisite 2 meters from each other. She is growing tomatoes this year, again, after several frustrating and unsuccessful attemptsContinue reading “Lockdown: Day 11”
Sun Dried Memories
I’d heard people bragging about their grandchildren, pulling out bulging wallets of photos, sharing every brilliant word or act. I was mildly sceptical and completely unprepared for the emotions when ours arrived. I’d never known my own grandparents so was unaware of the strength and potential power of that bond. We lived in the sameContinue reading “Sun Dried Memories”
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
Scrambled Eggs? Well, it’s not what I’d hoped for but if you have ever attempted to name a website or blog, you’ll understand. Whatever subliminal urge prompted that name, ( the breakfast dishes abandoned on the counter ) it was accepted and I embraced it. Mine. It feels appropriate and freeing. I can discussContinue reading “Allow Me to Introduce Myself”
Morning at the Laundromat
Is there a more challenging relationship than marriage? I certainly haven’t found one. Yes, parenting stretched me – lots, it still does. But marriage, marriage killed me. Which I kind of suspected from the beginning is what it was meant to do. After all, if the two are meant to become one flesh- it seemsContinue reading “Morning at the Laundromat”
