A life recorded
How can I capture? Memories, both good and bad As the years fly by?
How can I capture? Memories, both good and bad As the years fly by?
Whoosh, whoosh, Storm Eunice! Red warning, no trains in Wales Safe and warm at home
I managed to get 89 posts completed within the allotted year but the remaining 11 took me another 8.5 months! Still, the challenge did get me writing again, which was the main thing. During the time period of the challenge I became a father, moved from an apartment to a house, and started a new role at work, all while a global pandemic raged. My posts varied from slices of daily life, to more considered articles, to rediscovering the joy of writing poems (especially haikus!) for the first time in many, many years.
Odd mood, sat between Ill health of ageing parents, Toddler's vital spark.
It's been awhile, friends Since I blogged a blog for you Life's pattern weaves on
Rain falls as I sip A dram of Islay whisky Dusky Cardiff skies
Sunday night (relax!) The weekend draws to a close Calm liminal space
It's that time of year again. The beech tree outside the window has young leaves on it and the birds of lockdown are returning to it. So far I've seen a Pica pica (magpie), a blue tit, and three collared doves (perhaps last year's hatchling alongside the previous pair?).
Sun came out to play Friends, dog, baby, smiles again Whisky at the close
Toys and books scattered Daddy-traps across the floor Pause (the menace sleeps)