For sitting and swaying on the bed with your laptop and the cat by your side, or cooking with wooden spoons (TItK) sat on a wooden pub floor (upturned crate). Sometimes standing for a little dance, because why not. Stomping those feet. Rozi grew up in Winchester and popped to Bristol where she studied art […]
We women, we are strong. In the mind, body and our amazing skill of uniting. We ...
*Stream of consciousness from an island* I just finished reading The Goldfinch, and as seems to always happen to me, I have no one to discuss the book with. It’s sort of good, because then I can consider the pages on my own. Have them ruminating a while. I found the book to be a […]
And so one year has passed. Again, as they always do; quick as a flash – punctuated with those very long afternoons with the sunlight low and the feeling of being neither here nor there. The lost times and those that are vivid and bright in our minds. This past year has been one of […]