My sister and I walked to school in the fifties. About a mile. Uphill. Took us about fifteen minutes. Mostly heads down, focussed on getting there quickly, avoiding puddles or rapid storm water in the winter, running our hands along the rosemary or lavender hedges which would have helped subdue the ... READ the POST
Archives for August 2021
Voices
It is becoming evident to me, even at this later stage of my life as a single, that I am developing my spoken (as opposed to written) voice. As the partner of a vibrant, excited-about-life man who usually filled the room with his ebullient sharing of what each day had brought him, I was the ... READ the POST