Waiting, on Easter Weekend
It feels so odd, alienating, to be here, at home, on the island, while my mother only occasionally achieves consciousness, breathing through her mouth in a deep sleep in a hospice bed across the Strait.…
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Thanks, and an Update
You’re all so fabulous in your warm and supportive comments — they mean so much although I can’t take time to answer them. My family has to be my priority right now. But I wanted…
View PostSpring Memories
My mother brought these Omphalodes cappadocica ‘Starry eyes’ from her garden to plant in mine at least ten years ago. Every spring, now, I think of her as they bloom near her birthday (she turned 82…
View PostExcellent Guests. . . . and Why I Run! And Why I Won’t. . .
My daughter and granddaughter came for a visit last Friday, and my son-in-law joined us on Saturday. Sunday morning, I headed out for my run after cuddling and laughing with little Harriet. Each loop of…
View PostSpring-ing into Action . . .
More indications of the Spring that’s prompting me to change from winter to warmer garments. . . The splendidly green flowers of a favourite hellebore. . . And the fragrant yellow whorls of Mahonia Japonica…
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