Category: writing
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What are you planting?
Rebirth After a tough 12 months, being able to walk amongst the snowdrops and jonquils was a spring blessing. Tiny leaves sprouted from budding willows, little ferns were waving into warm air, and dark ivy was taking on a bright new sheen. I took lots of deep breaths, filling my…
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Out of Plato’s Cave
It’s my one year anniversary. Which is far less exciting than most one year anniversaries. It’s a year almost to the week that I came down with the coronavirus. And today I received my vaccination so I don’t get it again, and so I don’t have it and pass it…
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No talking, please.
Today’s word of the day is Confabulate. Meaning: to chat informally. It’s a perfect word for today. Mostly because I don’t have any desire to confabulate with anyone except my wife. Not my best friend, not anyone. Not on the phone, not on zoom, not on FB. It wasn’t like…
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No talking, please.
Today’s word of the day is Confabulate. Meaning: to chat informally. It’s a perfect word for today. Mostly because I don’t have any desire to confabulate with anyone except my wife. Not my best friend, not anyone. Not on the phone, not on zoom, not on FB. It wasn’t like…
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It takes a village
It can be incredibly hard to ask for help. And in times when lots of people are hurting, even more so. But if anything, the pandemic and climate ravages have shown that community does come together to help those in need. So I’m hoping that will be the case now.…
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Adapt and nonsense
Mechanical bananas belong to maniacal monkeys in Malaysia. Boomerang clouds are a threat to the existence of vicious sea slugs. Open bottles can create lemon scented gas that numbs butterfly wings. All rubbish, obviously. But it’s so hard to know what to say right now. The absurd is easier to…
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And the wheel turns
2020 went out like it spent much of the year: strolling empty streets, wondering where everyone went and why it wasn’t invited to the party that wasn’t even going on. At our house, it was bright and cheerful and there was laughter. The one time we went on the motorway…
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The shortest day
God, haven’t the days been dark? Metaphorically and literally, I mean. Today is winter solstice, the shortest, and darkest day of the year. Sunset here in the UK was at 3:49 in the afternoon. When you don’t go to sleep till 10:00, that’s six hours of darkness. But tomorrow we…
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2020 Thanks
Thanksgiving 2020. It’s surreal in many ways. It feels like much was taken away this year; for some of us, the ultimate loss of people we cared about. For others, peace of mind, loss of income, loss of companionship. Worry about loved ones became overwhelming. That makes today especially important.…
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