Stories from the journey home
One last Bright Square for Becky. Here’s to many more beautiful sunsets.
So, I’m on annual leave. I wasted a couple of days just mooching around at home doing nothing much. But today was going to be different. It was a sunny
“Mum I think it’s the hair that’s making you look old…” my son commented today. “I am getting old. I don’t think it’s the hair that’s making me look old,”
Spotted the bright sign at Sloane Square station today! For Becky’s Bright Squares
A memory of a far away park on a sunny afternoon. It was just opposite our home in Sydney. An ordinary park with brown dry grass in summer and tall
For Becky’s Bright Squares
It was a class competition. Students could volunteer to cook a dish from another culture. I was thrilled when our son came home and asked if there was a Korean
It’s not a fancy shot. Or a particularly beautiful part of the road. But the evening light was lovely. We had walked to town for dinner and were on our
This really is a glorious place when the sun shines. I can feel my mood lifting as summer draws near. I still miss Sydney from time to time. But not
We had guests over to our new place for a BBQ this week. We were all Covid safe and sitting outside in our new garden as per Government regulations. We
It was a beautiful walk. The sun was slowly setting. I could hear birds singing in the cool evening. Magnolias and apple trees were in full bloom. And I was
For One Word Sunday
