45: The Day

I was born on a Sunday. My birthday this year is today, a Sunday. It was tea time when I was born. I should ask my Mother more about the actual day ... what happened, how it happened, details ... I think she'll remember. My Dad too. I am grateful for parents who are in … Continue reading 45: The Day

45/2021/44: Paper jets and fire

Fire woodImage by Paul Brennan from Pixabay Today the sky was grey. Rain was heard and felt and seen most of the day. I loved it. Winter baby things. I've always loved the sound of rain on the roof, on plants, amongst trees ... and the smell thereafter is one of my favourites. Lovely. Breathe. … Continue reading 45/2021/44: Paper jets and fire