Have you noticed how expectations get in the way? They spoil your fun, ruin relationships and even stop you from learning. It seems to be happening to me a lot lately. Is it just me? Is this a post lockdown phenomenon as we learn to navigate the world again? Let’s face it dealing with the … Continue reading Great expectations
We brought home two little dogs during all those lockdowns. They saved our sanity and kept us laughing when all we felt like was crying.
Photo Dave Hoefler - Unsplash Where does thunder rumble? Does it choose a place to be? Or does it merely stumble As it heads on out to sea. Today it sounds like boulders Rolling and grinding around The heavens look much colder As heat lifts off the ground. I hope the farmers managed To bring … Continue reading Summer storms
I haven't written much lately. I have been lacking hutzpah. I think I have been suffering from Pandemic exhaustion. Is that a thing? I feel like it is. How are you feeling? This last couple of years has taken its toll hasn’t it? I want to say ‘enough already!’ Remember when we got to New … Continue reading That’s a wrap. Thanks 2021
Navigating the advent of Spring in Lockdown.
This is not a blog about Covid, this blog is about creative writing.
Time practically stood still it was going so slow. That year seemed to go on and on forever.
The pen is mightier than the sword - Edward Bulwer-Lytton Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash Life has thrown a few curve balls lately. 2020, to put it mildly, threw us all for a loop and this year has been like a long drawn out goodbye. I am very thankful to have survived and my heart goes out … Continue reading Tempered
I often think my life is a metaphor. We have been living in our house for forty-two years. Amazing, I know! We stayed to give our children somewhere to put down roots. When I was growing up our family moved every few years. New schools, new frenemies, new neighbours, new, new, new. Consequently I have … Continue reading Don’t blink
I used to think an annual family newsletter was a bit impersonal. Turns out I was just a Christmas card snob. I would make, write and send cards as if my life depended on it. One year I made, embossed and then wrote seventy cards! Sheeskabob! This year for one reason and another I have … Continue reading Going old school
Rhiannon Dowding - Writer 
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