This morning I was up and about at 4:30am, thanks to my lovely cat Henry who likes to wake me up around that time because he wants me to open the door, so he can go back to sleep on/under the deck chair on our patio (weather depending that is). So I get up, like a good and obedient cat slave, open the back door and watch him settling down, literally 1 metre from the glass door. I bet he is purring too.
I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn’t as this is my usual insomnia time. I thought: this is a great opportunity to go out and find a spot to settle in with my camera and do some street photography.
Staying still, saying nothing,
Even when I’m dying to.
But Think. Think: Consequences
Before she even attempts
To articulate your thoughts.
Brown bird, on the fence
Say nothing, stay still.
A mindset, a stream.
Breathe deep, change the lens
No sliding down hill.
Life is but a dream.
A few life times ago I made a vow. I vowed to dedicate my self to help animals. To alleviate their suffering and help them to be heard. I have tried a few things over the years. I waged a war against the world, but I realised that the war I was fighting against the outside world was also happening inside me…
I think a lot of people obsess with the weather when they are conversing. I have noticed that writers seem to be obsessed with time.
Here we are, at the end of May.
Boy turned 10 earlier on this month. I still dont understand where that time went…
Sometimes all it takes is walking through your front door with no plans and you end up on an adventure…
As I took Boy out in town earlier on this afternoon, I thought we were going to watch a scout parade and a puppet dragon. We quickly realised that I got the date wrong as we landed in the middle of Bus Day, amongst a fleet of vintage buses taking people to random places far and wide for free all afternoon. So we got on random old buses, without having any clue where they were taking us… sometimes the driver would even change route mid way!
I hope this post will find you well and enjoying a relaxing Sunday, wherever you are.
We ditched the car three weeks ago, before Easter weekend and so far we’ve been managing absolutely fine without it.
Our old car failed its MOT so I sold it to a mechanic who is going to race it for banger car racing. He told me he was going to paint it white with pink dots :D hopefully we’ll get to see it racing!
In this lifetime, I learned to knit with my gran when I was a little girl. I knitted a blanket for my beloved teddy Boulgoum. Then life happened, and I didn’t touch knitting needles until 20 years later, when my son was about 1 and half year old (late 2009).
Back then I was still recovering from an insanely demanding, busy and stressful job which I had lost shortly after the birth of my son and I was wrestling with post natal depression. Then I had the urge to knit. Literally. I bought some acrylic yarn, size 4mm straight needles and I improvised him a scarf here and then…
Another month has passed… thousands of stitches later : Hello World! :)
Where did the time go? March felt like a second. This Winter felt like a blur.
Once upon a time there was a little girl. She had pink hair, green eyes and loved stripes.
She wanted to become a writer so she could write stories about clouds turning into dragons, teapots filled with green smoke and horses living in a magic forest ruled by a panther, ridden with trolls and elves.