And the Blossom Fell…


All day the cherry blossom has been slowly falling.   Falling and calling to me. Calling me back to 2 years ago when I stood in the back garden, in the shade of the bamboo and under a gentle shower of cherry blossom petals, and said Goodbye to Little Spark. This is not a sad post – so please do not be sad. I was called into the garden, pulled there.  All day I was thwarted in this mission… The eldest little one needed this that or the other, lunch needed preparing, daily house stuff to take care of, teatime, Continue Reading →

End of year Review


My word that sounds so grown up.   But I want to take a moment to just honour the past year. It has for many people been really quite horrible. We too have had our share, but as I said to my OH earlier it could have been a lot worse.  It could have been better, but also much, much worse! Our youngest and in all probability last child arrived this year, and he has brought me so much joy and happiness my heart bursts. He is quick to giggle, and that giggle lifts me.  He has his Dad’s smile, Continue Reading →

New Year.

In the “old ways”, Samhain (end of October) signifies the new year.  To me January kinda feels wrong for a new year. Yet again this year I seem to have been hit with a truckload of energy and ideas and frustration is setting in as I have neither space, resources or energy (mental, emotional or physical) to do anything about them. But just over the past few days I have noticed something.  As much as I would like to have think that I have tread through this life carefully and quietly, actually, some of the things I have done have Continue Reading →

Lughnasadh 2015

Quiet excitement building up!  Tomorrow is Lughnasadh, the “original” harvest festival. This isn’t a post about what Lughnasadh is or isn’t according to various faiths, but more a post as to how I am feeling at this time. If you’ve been following my writings this year you’ll know that earlier in the year was quite difficult for us.  And whilst I still get hit with pangs of “what would have been”, yesterday and today I have felt a big shift. Last year I attempted to undertake a course in Druidry.  For one reason or another I had to withdraw from the Continue Reading →

Sweet William

About a week ago my lovely neighbour handed me a bunch of roses because she thought I needed a smile.  And indeed I did smile each and every time I saw them or walked past them in the room. Flowers though don’t last forever.  So as I had to remove them to the compost bin this morning I made a special note to go fetch some more from the shop.  “They don’t have to cost much” I told myself.  Its more a token.  I love to see flowers in a room. So, before I started work this Saturday morning I popped Continue Reading →

A Fairytale.


Well, if you’ve been reading my blog recently you might be forgiven for thinking I’ve finally flipped.  With losing the baby in April – how could this possibly in any way be referred to as a fairytale? If you’re willing, I’ll explain. May arrived.  I felt strange urges that Must Be Obeyed.  It was to fettle, sort and spring clean.  So whilst tackling the tetris puzzle that is my clothes storage, I hooked my phone up to the speakers in the bedroom and started to listen to a podcast by Damh the Bard.   Episode 95 to be exact.  A Continue Reading →

The Little Spark That Was.

Little Spark

Before I start, I’m setting the intent that I will do justice to this post.  To remembering my  Little Spark. Edited to Add:-  This is rather long.  It’s rather emotional and has some a fair amount of tree hugging hippy stuff and frankly weird stuff in it towards the end.  But it makes sense to me.  The practical down to earth Virgo. I didn’t have a plan as such for this year.  The general plan was, to carry on with making candles (and hopefully selling some), maybe look at developing a new range. And to try and get through this year without too much Continue Reading →

Thank you Little Spark

Little Spark

My previous post “The Little Spark that was” tells of how briefly Little Spark was with us.  7 weeks. In this post I want to thank Little Spark. In case you’re wondering, yes, there will be one or two more posts about this event.  No they won’t go on forever.  Aside from whatever lessons I have to learn from this, there may be things that other people can take from it too.  As I’ve rediscovered my itch for writing, I’m guessing the two things are related and certain things should be written about. But for now – Thank you Little Continue Reading →

A writer’s dilemma.


Or maybe the title of this post should be “The dilemma a writer has, who has a slight case of OCD”. Wow.  I’ve sat and stared at that first line for nearly an hour.  It’s been so long since I’ve written that I feel hesitant to start.  The floodgates will open, and I’m not sure I wish to moderate all that will come out. Just another lesson in the life lesson that I am currently learning and practising a lot. Letting Go. I won’t join in with the thousands and do yet another parody of the recent Disney song, but Continue Reading →

Flower Moon

Hmph. It seems the moon tonight is not going to let me be an opportunistic photographer. No, if I want a decent picture of the moon in all her fabulous luminosity, with stormy clouds racing past her then tonight I must pay court. Set up tripod, put more than a simple nighty on and get outside and wait. Appreciate the waiting. But reality calls me otherwise. At a quarter past midnight my LO will be up in about 6 hours. Parents will arrive shortly after 10ish or thereabouts to do a bit of ‘fixing’ about the place and I’ve things Continue Reading →