The pandemic provided me with a gift in staying home…
Christmas on the prairies in the 1930s. We had so little. We had so much.
Two o’clock in the morning may be an odd time to start a feast consisting of chicken and oyster gumbo, game pies, soups, souffles, lavish desserts, brandy and coffee, but this is how it is done.
Arriving at the top, we could see a view of the whole city of Edinburgh below us, and we would stop walking and lie on the grass and look up at the stars.
A True Story
(it just hasn’t happened yet).
My name is Fenna, best friend and soul mate of Santa Claus
By Paula Halpin
I loved Uncle John because he was unconventional – a character. Some in the family considered him a dilletante. But in my eyes, he was a romantic risk-taker
By Al Skaw….art can and often does take us to journeys deep within ourselves. It makes life much more bearable ..
‘Hygge is the complete absence of anything annoying or emotionally overwhelming. It’s being surrounded by calm and relaxing things’
By Hilary Jocelyn – I tried desperately to struggle loose, but each attempt led me deeper and deeper into the murky glue, until I was imprisoned up to my waist.
By Hilary Jocelyn The first wave had been bad enough, as it hit us unexpectedly right out of the blue, turning us thoroughly upside down and sideways. Then, right on … Continue reading The Second Wave
Gratitude, light and river love🌿
by Hilary Jocelyn “Come on rain! Bring it on!” I shout to the clouds, dancing an urgent twist and a shake.