In Days of Auld Lang Syne

“Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind” Such a great mystery how you can be here one day and the next gone forever. I really don’t want to be here, but here I am, wearing  loneliness like a cloak and trying to hide myself in silence. I sit in front of the…

the holy and the broken Hallelujah

I want to be able to individually thank all those who have contacted me on WordPress, on Facebook, by phone and gmail and those from home who sent flowers during this renewed pandemic,  also to those virtual friends who support my virtual gallery and efforts,- but I can’t right now. As I have been told,…

Tales from an island

impressions in summer – short but sweet (with a few songs along the way for your listening pleasure- choose one or all of them!) As the sun sails down into the early evening sea  walk along the shore, just being there    and then be carried far off by the waves  to find the Sea…

The View from Teegarden’s Star

a short story (going forward still but slowly.  Sorry to be absent but still facing challenges.   I Hope all of you are enjoying this very hot summer!  Blessings!) The View from Teegarden’s Star No one actually remembered how the people reached Teegarden’s Star. It was so long ago that the original voyagers became synonymous with…

I Follow the Gypsy Fairy Queen

I am back again!  Here are a few quiet moments from my world on the mountainside and elsewhere  as time propels us forward into the unknown. This last year has been very hard. My partner was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma on top of everything else he has endured over the last two years (knee surgeries…

Anastasia- there was a time

The Romanovs celebrated New Years quietly but a festive table was always set for visitors.  During this last difficult year of solitudes, sadness and stress  I can say on a positive note  I’ve been reading more  including histories and biographies.  I read the reminiscences of the daughter of the great Welsh poet, and discovered the …

A very merry Christmas

The three magi or wise men were magicians who interpreted the stars and dreams. They knew that the bright star in the sky foretold something momentous and as the story goes they followed it to Bethlehem. No one is sure what that celestial phenomenon was at that time, and yet our whole story is written…