Being seven

Animals, creativity, My paintings, My Sketch Book, Thom


This is one of the frog who lives in our vegetable patch at the allotment…


This is a part of the forest we visit pretty much everyday at the moment. We clear debris from shipwrecks in that very stream (we have cleared the wrecks of the Fern, The Moss and Titanic only a few hours ago)… and Thom’s boat gave a lift to a spider and a woodlouse across the rapids of the red iron-rich waters.

I don’t know what tomorrow has in store, but I remind myself daily to enjoy and make the most of this special time… Being 7 is quite a magical time in one’s life, and the beauty of having children, is that we are given the opportunity to re live it all again, through them. We get the chance to put the 7 years old goggles back on and see the world through their eyes, a world just as it should be!

Barn owl (Tyto Alba)

Animals, creativity, My paintings, My Poems, My Sketch Book


Barn owls, everywhere

Magical sight in the air

Grand, powerful stare.

The first time I met you, barn owl, it was in the summer 2005. I was driving in the very early hours of the morning, on the motorway in the south east of France, on my way to Germany.

On self-worthiness, confidence and drive…

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The alligator,

– the self-loathing side of me –

resurfaced again,

to grab a take away feast:


“J’ai une âme solitaire”

Animals, My Poems


“J’ai une âme solitaire”

There’s not much I can do about it,

Especially when I’m amongst other souls

I end up feeling more lonely than if there were no other.

Of course I can always try to beat it

But I get caught up in my thoughts about owls

who, as you know, are not what they seem.

My friend Fox keeps leaving his trail behind him

I keep finding the odd shoe or teddy he has borrowed

And he leaves them in my way, on the side of the road

or in the woods, and when I find his trail,

It makes me smile without fail.

Then I’m reminded that I’m not on my own after all!

Even if that feeling of loneliness is within me

The reality is: my animal friends are all around me

and they keep leaving treasures behind

For me – or whoever pays attention – to find!

 With all my love to the owls, the foxes and all the animals who walk, crawl, swim or fly over this Earth.