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Lost journeys

All too often I forget things, put a book down and forget where I’ve put it, put something in a safe place and can’t remember where the safe place is, or forget the way somewhere. My forgettery works overtime … … Continue reading

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Moving On

The year moves on as earth turns, and we travel into Spring, winter plans hopefully long completed, and we’re looking forward to a long stretch of summer relaxation … MOVING ON he moved his workshop – tools and sawdust                             lathe … Continue reading

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Taller Than Five

And then there’s the fun side of living: watching a child standing tall, people dancing in the street, face-painting, finding the first snowdrop, all the small joys of everyday … TALLER THAN FIVE he balances on the wooden bench                         taller … Continue reading

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Return

Remembrance Day is coming up. I’m sure anyone whose relations, whether close or distant, died in a World War has memories and questions as I do about my father… RETURN would the wind bring back the father who strides the … Continue reading

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Another Jack

Schools are back in the swing and I’m wondering if nursery rhymes are still sung or said at home or school, pre-school or kindergarten. Here’s a medley of lines from some of the more famous, or not, from childhood … … Continue reading

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The Bowl

I have one particular bowl, in use for years, but these days I put my evening meds in it. The memory of its making is a treasure and using it a continual reminder … THE BOWL a child’s hands poked … Continue reading

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On White Dunes

Remembrance Day, November 11th, is fast approaching. I’ve been reading my father’s poetry, and thinking of him. He died in Normandy, June 1944. His poems reveal how soldiers carry homes, families, their past, close to their hearts … ON WHITE … Continue reading

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