Tag Archives: life and death
Process as a Russian Doll
Deep in the oak woods, something stirs. Tiny creaks and crackles fill the spaces between the air with gossamer wisps of sound.The sap hidden beneath the crusty crackled skin of bark begins its upwards journey towards the wooden finger tips … Continue reading
Poppies to remember: Or to forget?
Poppies have always seemed rather cheerful flowers to me, with their vivacious red petals filling my borders with colour year after year. So to me it has always seemed a bit of a misfit with the somber remembrance of the … Continue reading
Wake up and spot your pearl…..
Wake up and spot your pearl…… Today I found myself talking to someone who is going to die soon. A mother of young children, wife and scholl teacher…but she has run out of treatment options for her cancer. It left … Continue reading