SHE again…

Let’s face it, I’m a rubbish blogger – I’m much happier out with the camera, and that’s exactly as it should be. And it’s been a brilliant summer – some fabulous commissions and a really exciting new project in the …

Little Tree

Grow strong little tree, grow true, Grow tall little tree, for me. Be brave little tree, be wild! Be free little tree, for me. Dig deep little tree, down down, Stand firm little tree, for me. Protect little tree, my …

Done

I thought I was done with this. I thought I was done with feeling like this. but it seems the feeling is not. I shall have to rearrange the bloody bookshelves. Again. I really was rearranging the bookshelves, thinking these …

Enough

I am angry, so very angry. I cannot fix this, fix you. I weep, bitterly. You want to die. You say that your life is a failure, no longer worth living. You want it all to end. You say you …

And yet I rise

I catch me, with gentle arms yet strong I rescue me, with forgiveness yet truth I calm me, with soothing whisper yet firm I rest I rise I am still very muddy

Once more I fall

I am falling, falling… The ground crumbles, precarious footholds lost in an avalanche of memories. My mind is a vortex, voices swirl and scream; I am slipping, sliding, desperate for purchase against the inexorable pull of gravity. I am muddy …