Category: Tiny Moments
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I am not one of those people who want to get all signs of Christmas packed away and gone as soon as possible after the big day. I treasure the quiet days after Christmas and am rather smitten with the idea of twelve days of feasting and hibernating, culminating in Twelfth Night. In fact I…
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Hope feels like an appropriate theme for the beginning of 2021. I find dawn the most hopeful time of day, and one of the best things about winter is that you easily experience the dawn – no early rises, the sun is getting up at the same time as you. I wake, and the mist…
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Holding a new book, its cool weight and smooth shape sitting perfectly in the pocket of my palms, it feels familiar, like a trusted old cat, and as I stroke the paper cover I can almost hear it purr. The pleasure in my finger tips palpable as I trace the title, and the anticipation akin…
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The moment has come; I push my bare feet into the snowy cushion, The white, fluff-lined, virgin plush of Brand new slippers. Toes huddle like children Among the softest tendrils And rest in their cosy bed Tucked in for winter Delightfully snug.
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The news recently feels rather relentlessly gloomy. I find genuine comfort in the blanketing dark of these midwinter nights, but last night as I looked out of the black window, I sensed a collective sadness that was impossible to overlook. This was my response. I don’t normally write in rhyme, as I often feel it…
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These baubles are tired and cheap They are not on trend or stylish, Bought from the charity shop all those years ago To fill the gaps on our first tree in our first togetherness. I did not think as I handed over the coins Amid the Christmas cacophony in the village That these would be…
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I love jackdaws; they’re extremely intelligent, extremely sociable birds and I always think they sound like they’re enjoying a good chat. In these times when we’re so restricted socially, I like watching them nattering together in cosy groups. Jackdaws lift gossiping from the rooftops As I walk beneath. Wings black against the gloaming As they…
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This is something I get asked a lot since I was made redundant. There are so many ways I could answer: I’m taking some time out to assess my options, full time parenting, home management, housework, writing, writing, writing, dreaming, scheming, planning. But I never feel my answer is adequate, or even sometimes acceptable. This…
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Leaving the shopping mall, Bags and feet groaning with festive excess I watch two gulls passing silent beneath the clouds And envy their lightness. I have been diving for pearls, Among the shift and wash of Christmas shoppers, The treasures I found there Thumping heavily against my aching legs But I sense some…
