He went to bed inside of a spent clematis flower with the morning sun to keep him warm. If you aren’t familiar with what this particular clematis looks like after it’s deep purple blooms have finished their show-think creamy white, pillowy soft and very fluffy. The perfect vessel for a baby bumblebee just learning the … Continue reading Just bee
Tag: in my 50’s
Her name is…
When I started writing I fell into a judgemental phase, which in retrospect, was not so unusual for me. I judge myself harshly. I can make all the excuses in the world for family and friends when they screw up. I will encourage them to try again, I will support their thoughts and dreams. I … Continue reading Her name is…
Meno what?
To my men friends, this may be an important educational read for you. To my women friends..most likely you will relate and hopefully find it slightly amusing. No one ever told me what would happen when my body aged. When my Mum went into peri-menopause, she was more or less silent about what was going … Continue reading Meno what?
Pretty soon
It’s been eight years since I’ve had a 14 year old in the house. To clarify and not confuse; we have 4 kids who will turn 32, 25, 22 and 14 years old respectively, in the next few months. Eight years doesn’t seem like a long time. You would think with three previous spawns before … Continue reading Pretty soon
