Cover Up…

The issue is clear from reader feedback - my book cover does not reflect the contents. I am getting caught out in this mis-match. Some of my readers have been kind enough to get in touch and note that the cover suggests a much darker book than it actually is. It is not a dystopian… Continue reading Cover Up…

Yet Another Poetry Nibble…

Another mindful walk through woodland in Spring...

A Little More Poetry…

Trying to capture that moment of when the wind riles the trees in empty woodland and you are alone with the creatures and the spirits of the place. Where I used to live, when the working world got a bit too much I used to take a day off and head out into the woods… Continue reading A Little More Poetry…

Poetry…Please?

Another little snippet of the poeticish thoughts that cross my mind when out walking. The background pattern of leaves is just a picture I talk while trying to be mindful; focus on images that are ordinary and yet interesting when you notice them to keep the mind in the present.

Websites, Social Media & New Book

Lots of work has been expended in the Hope world recently on expanding my social media connections. I have blogged before about how much I hate it, and that is still true. Mainly because I don't like imposing on people, I don't like jumping up and down to get people to look at me. I… Continue reading Websites, Social Media & New Book

Doors…an odd obsession!

I had thought I was a little strange being so interested in doors. I often take pictures of them when I am visiting a new town. They are largely neglected in the modern era, I think. Historically doors have been a building's bling and quite right too. I am apparently not alone in this nuttiness… Continue reading Doors…an odd obsession!

Small Pleasures… Part 2

There are so many simple things in life that cost nothing but give me pleasure that I need to focus on and be mindful of... Sitting in a sunny window on a cold day, feeling the warmth of the sun and watching passing people all wrapped up in the cold. An open fire, sitting around… Continue reading Small Pleasures… Part 2

Scribblings…Part 2

black and white of peoples feet while dancing

The other side of an evening of tango is when it goes wrong. I try to be philosophical about these times but... well in this case I waxed poetic: Mournful beat of a heart that is not mine,Alone in the crowded room, Packed tight among the writhing crush,Ungainly steps faltering, clashingDiscord among harmonyA dodgem amidst the waltz. Despite feeling so smallThere is nowhere to hide!