Who’d have thought it? Today I woke up in Liverpool to a glorious crisp and clear, blue sky day. Believe it or not, I still love the weather here. I love the way it changes from day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute. And it’s Christmas day, so I set off for a… Continue reading Festive greetings!
When I moved to my little crone cottage here in Picton (tucked in between Toxteth and Edge Hill, in May 2019, my “garden” was a square of paving stones, with a border of gravel, a large Yukka and a golden tree of some kind. By October, I had begun to add the odd pot, and… Continue reading The first butterfly
Today began ok, but pretty soon descended into one of those pity parties you really don’t want to invite people to. So, against all reason and common sense, when I couldn’t stop crying, crying, crying (oh how boring!) I started talking to myself, and then I recorded myself talking to myself. So this is a… Continue reading Still May