Today, on my yoga mat I practiced. I love the way my instructor refers to my class as a practice.…
Codswallop
Slang for load of rubbish. My life as an erstwhile homeschooler and the subsequent written musings thereof may verge on codswallop at times. Mostly my day to day musings on life as a boomer exploring happenstances as they come my way are treasures worth recording.
Untended…
In a clearing on the outskirts of the ancient woods, in view of the gently rolling meadows, an untended bonfire…
Dreadlocks…
I saw a poodle with dreadlocks and although I could have taken a photo I thought it would be a…
Going Green for London…
In front of me on the perimeter of the ancient woodlands of Beckenham Place Park, my new favourite haunt, I…
Forget Me Not…
Sometimes technology blows me away. I have no idea how it works, but as I said to my children while…
Dribbling…
It happened again! I’ve checked my visage and there is absolutely nothing missing, no nick, no snag, no lost jig…
The Gift of Presence…
Buying Christmas and birthday presents for my mother was always very difficult. I knew what she didn’t like, cut flowers…
A Kodak Moment…
The air, as we strode purposefully through the park this weekend, was freezing. Hubs had to keep pulling out his…
Clumping Together…
We went to see a film today during the early afternoon. It was still light when we came out so…
Looking Forward…
Now that we have come out of Advent and are almost at the end of the Christmas season I find…