a letter to time

a letter to time

Oh hello March of the year 2020. What a weird place we find ourselves in! The world is in a very scary place, the media is flinging news not only at our heads but also our hearts and I can’t see friends OR loved ones for fear of their safety, my safety and the...
Another Morning

Another Morning

From where I lie, I can hear scampering nearby. Paws pounding against the floor. Bodies coming up against walls and furniture. I take note of the time; 5:24am. I readjust myself – moving pillows and limbs – with the hopes that the sound will no longer...
back burner

back burner

I have this urge to start every long overdue post with ’Are you there god? It’s me Margaret!’  … but then I don’t. Because I’m not writing a letter to God. Nor is my name Margaret. Nor am I writing about needing to increase my bust size. Though I will say that most of...
four years on

four years on

^ wandering around Paris – May 2015 ^ Obligatory footnote … this post is about my life – the good, the bad, the happy, the sad. If you are new to my blog, new to my life or just want to catch up on my writing from the last few years, these would be good...
#rightnow

#rightnow

I’m having one of those nights. One of those nights where I so want to pump out a blog post. Maybe be real awesome and write down 3 to queue up to post. But I’m stuck. Super stuck on what to write! I’ve got heaps of photos, a big glass of wine and...