Finally found something to pass the long day, started washing clothes the wrong way, downstairs there are washing machines and spin-driers But no, I never u...
Came home early, Tiaan looking angelic in his schoolwear, Nici looking like a pixie, me with a new book ‘The Ship That Flew’ because I loped off to the l...
I frequently forget I live in a house built of sand when the wind blows - reality descends, my house is blown away - I’m left unprotected in the open ...
I wonder about Ecclesiastes tonight: is everything just a repetition of the past a repetition of the things that had been and will be repeated again Is there ...
Adding the beauty of every illusion to my own vision of a beautiful universe, the sweet sound of Germanic song, the stark beauty of Rumi, the Sufi poet, the ...