Since finishing the last read through of Glyn’s book I have been giving myself a rest from producing any kind of writing. I felt like I needed a break to recalibrate.
Sometimes the tide is out
Tag: travel
Movement and Memory: Lessons from Childhood (aka:Baby it’s cold outside…)
When I was little I loved the really cold weather because it meant the snow wasn’t far off and snow was the best. Ice was pretty cool too. I loved finding frozen puddles and trying to skate on them or to see how much effort it took to crack the ice.
