With the recent passing of our neighbour, Owen Huw, here is a poem I wrote years ago, based on an anecdote he shared with us of a holiday incident. My main memory is of nearly falling off my chair with laughter when he recounted the story. Diolch o galon, Owen Huw. Mewn heddwch. Owen Huw’s Winter … More Something of the day – Owen Huw
Percy, our homegull, chose us in 2013. Canny bird of weathers, he has tuned me to his ways and visits. I am his faithful servant and wish him years yet to thrive in.
Moments can be as simple as first blueberries picked fresh from the garden with tang and a lingering taste of sweetness
Today it rained … and maybe I’m one of those pluviophiles, ‘a lover of rain’, but the sound of it on the windows, the way it ‘colours the land’, has long captivated me. Gorwel and I have a song about rain. Rain – pluie. I remember that from childhood French. ‘It’s raining’ – ‘il pleut‘. The … More Something of the day – rain’s moment
Ages ago, I had this plan to use my blog to post up something of my day, however small, as a form of creative practice, to help me, amid the daily maelstrom of ordinary tasks, to stay connected to ‘the poetic’, however plain that might be, simple and ordinary. Well, I got somehow swept away … More Something of the day