The last days of summer – hooray!

My favourite season is almost here and I am looking forward to it.

It’s a bank holiday weekend and the August one is always packed full of events in the neighbourhood – Leeds Festival and Carnival being two major players.

I am staying local and heading to the hills, taking daily walks, studying, reading, writing.

Netflix has a couple of great things on including a favourite film, Like Water for Chocolate and Tokyo Stories.

Then there’s the delightful music from

Reading and studying Robert MacFarlane’s publications and the latest Joanne Harris – The Strawberry Thief.

Completing a throw with leftover yarns.

There have been many curved balls throughout August to contend with, as some things come to an abrupt end and changes take on a shapeshifting form. Forces are trying to slide things together.

I am asking Mother Earth for synchronicity. I offer personal change and improvement in exchange so I can be a better person. Let there be magic.


On The Eleventh Hour

Forty million.
War, disease and famine.
In conflict a hundred years later.
Empire, colonialism, laissez-faire, slavery, serfdom.
Mother Earth and all her babies want change.
So remember on the eleventh hour.
And vow to respect the planet we live on.
Move on, move along.

Create markets of respect.
Make with love in mind, not profit.
They died and saved us.
Make it a life worth living for the young.

No more war.


Change and see who disappears

It’s a tough line to take, but I have. It does mean some friendships end. And so it goes. I think it’s taken me five decades plus one or two life events to learn that I am not someone who can keep the same relationships going, listen to the same dramas, deal with the same stuff – mine and others’.

When you choose to bow out, it’s a bit like taking a walk alone in the woods at night. You think there’s no one around. Then you begin to notice everything else that you’ve missed out on, for years.

It is with some heart-felt sadness that I have let some people go and the F.U. response says it all. I will keep letting go and allowing new people in my life. I won’t hide from the world, I am willing to take risks with new friendships, but…

Sometimes habits evolve around playing out the same scenarios, the same play. But ‘kin norah, life’s too short.