I thank me…

A woman far more wise than I once said (and I may be paraphrasing slightly, it was a long time ago!): “the only stories we can totally truthfully tell are our own”. Now, you can pull that every which way …

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 …

Moments…

We look so fine, so clear and swell, you’d never guess how deep the well of darkness, pain and itchy bad, that makes us in some moments sad. Love of friends is not the thing that stops such creeping suffering …

Always be tears

It’s ok to cry, when the world closes in; when your heart is too small to hold all its feeling. It’s ok to cry, when things that were, aren’t; when people are true to the worst of themselves It’s ok …

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