prophet of bloom

I am pinching myself ... but it is true. I have taken the plunge. (what on earth is she on about, I hear you mutter) Thanks to my ...

the title of this post is running like an earworm in my head. since we last met I have been in the west of Scotland and also in t...

we are on beautiful Maui a sacred island where time slows down and turtles wander up the beach where the days seem to drift g...

photo by Christi Carter if you bother to follow this blog then i probably don't need to spell out my thoughts on politics...suffic...

clouds in sky and field one way another way and one more stars underfoot possibly too beautiful for words there...

For the first time in ages (a scant week in Aotearoa doesn't really count) I'm making a substantial journey that doesn't invol...

time becomes slightly elastic when i land in New Orleans.  i fly through the streets on my beloved bicycle, can't leave h...