Some weeks there is nothing, as far as Joy is concerned – well almost nothing. I still have to get used to the idea that waking up in the morning should be an act of pure Joy. The last week of February, for example, was the week from Hell. However, I must have found some […]
Some weeks there is nothing, as far as Joy is concerned – well almost nothing. I still have to get used to the idea that waking up in the morning should be an act of pure Joy. The last week of February, for example, was the week from Hell. However, I must have found some
…This was a week of complications. I had to find Joy in the uncomplicated or in the unravelling of the complicated. Here’s how it went…. 1. I tried to set up an account with a money transferring service only to find that I couldn’t connect my phone to my wifi at work – lost password.
…This was a week of complications. I had to find Joy in the uncomplicated or in the unravelling of the complicated. Here’s how it went…. 1. I tried to set up an account with a money transferring service only to find that I couldn’t connect my phone to my wifi at work – lost password.
Most of this week has been grey – very grey with rain. I suppose I could have found some joy in the fact that at least it wasn’t snow. I also did enjoy the memory it gave me of living in England many years ago. I loved my two years in London and still keep
Most of this week has been grey – very grey with rain. I suppose I could have found some joy in the fact that at least it wasn’t snow. I also did enjoy the memory it gave me of living in England many years ago. I loved my two years in London and still keep
….OK not exactly a great title for a poem, the opening line of a novel or even the chorus of a song, as in “I’m a lonely little petunia in an onion patch.” I kid you not, it is a real song – lonely little petunia in an onion patch. I grow some edible, leafy greens
Our writing word for today is “change.” I have always maintained that change is the only constant, well maybe not. Maybe the more things change, the more they remain the same. For some reason, there are always dictators. Democracy is challenged in the most democratic of countries. There are still the poor, the homeless, the
Our writing word for today is “change.” I have always maintained that change is the only constant, well maybe not. Maybe the more things change, the more they remain the same. For some reason, there are always dictators. Democracy is challenged in the most democratic of countries. There are still the poor, the homeless, the
