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Even black dog days are made better with sunshine and pretty flowers. Hello spring hope. #blueskies #flowers #hopeSomething is missing... (there was a ramshackle play shed...) now to work out how to fit some trees, wild garden, firepit and seating into this space :) feels like we are moving well beyond early years parenting... #spring #gardenrescue #nextstageofparentingCleared out the garden and found this beauty :) frog or toad? #springcleaning #firstwarmday #springDaily SPRING is almost here post :) here’s the first wild primrose on our front lawn. Such hope of joys to come. #spring #cantgetenoughofit #hope #joy #primrosesJust started this and already in tears after reading of Dorothy Wordsworth and her love for the Lakes. My heart aches for those hills again but I am delighted to have found such good company for this leaning into the space and place I am journey of now. #womenofnature #naturewriting #achingforthelakes #gladofthesouthdowns #reading #writingwildSpring. Spring. Sunshine. Spring. Ahhhhhh. The smells, the freshness, the blue sky, the feeling of being alive. So happy about some national trust joy this afternoon. Feeling normal is the new normal. #spring #hope #joy #wonderArchives
Tag Archives: truth
Angry but in a good way…
I read these words and I am full of anger. Anger at my brain’s refusal to dance in the freedom of these words, anger at not hearing these words enough, anger at the general feeling that this is not what … Continue reading
Poem.
I discovered this on an old tape the other day. Stewart Henderson is a genius poet, you’ll have discovered his way with words if you’ve listened to any Martyn Joseph stuff. He’s best at stabbing into the heart with truth, … Continue reading
