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I Am a Human I Am Not Yet the Mushroom

I Am a Human I Am Not Yet the Mushroom

Feeling torn in two? This mushroom is still thriving, held together by threads. Nature’s surprise after a summer’s rain. Still thriving, it greeted day-peep once more. Maybe I’ll strive to be like the mushroom someday, maybe I’ll also accept that I’m perfectly imperfect. For now, I know, I’m only human.

Inspired by Lily

Inspired by Lily

Adopting a deaf, un-socialised puppy a year ago in the middle of a covid-lockdown has proved a huge boost for my writing. The ideas for at least half the stories and poems I’ve written since then were conceived or developed on our long daily walks. And Lily is thriving!

Generations

Generations

Almost four generations of family. I’m in my usual spot behind the camera, my Mum and Dad in the centre, my son, James and his girlfriend, Ellie, to the left of the picture and my daughter, Emily (still baking Jacob in the oven) and her boyfriend, Chris to the right.

A Precious Gift

A Precious Gift

For my eighth birthday my Nan gave me this crochet hook and a ball of yarn. She taught me to crochet when I was just five, sitting together in her back room, and I’ve never stopped. I’m sure she’s still watching as I crochet for my granddaughter. Thank you, Nan!

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