Every so often I want to get on my high horse and rant about this, but here’s a guy who has done the job for me, back in 1957, without any of the slang and swearywords I’d have to edit out. Bernard Lonergan writes: For concrete situations give rise to insights which issue into policies… Read More »
There’s a whole lot of progress and change going on in this territory. The herbs are full and lush, and sage and thyme are drying in the kitchen for the winter. The iris border has come magnificently into flower, all at once this time, instead of spreading itself out over a month. The lavenders I… Read More »
I’ve just added some new blogs to the list, following the Dark Mountain Weekend. Go check out, Graftage, The Poetry Pile, The Salt Road and Weaving Poetry – you won’t regret it!
Back in January, I booked my tickets for the big events at StAnza, only to discover, three days later, that the Byre Theatre had gone into administration, and would close at once. What heroic efforts took place behind the scenes I do not know, but thanks to the team lead by Eleanor Livingstone – including… Read More »
It’s the second day of the NaPoWriMo challenge, and so far I’ve kept up. Yesterday’s poem Nettle Shirt is a bit shambolic to share, and anyway, as I think about how to fix it, new possibilities for development occur to me. Today’s however, is shorter, and closer to being a finished piece. Seems a bit… Read More »
Although it is now April the wind is still easterly and the temperature is low enough to deter gardeners. I have a lot of seeds waiting to go, but blimey, what’s the point? And yet — here are the first flowers in Lucy’s garden, so something’s happening! I have my first daffodils too. These are… Read More »
On Saturday we went to lobby our MP about the Enough Food If Campaign, run by a lot of charities in order to abolish economic and political practices which keep poor countries from being able to feed themselves. I got to it via one called Progressio which runs projects (including permaculture schemes for land reclamation)… Read More »
I have finally accepted that life round here is getting the better of my good intentions, and there won’t be another post here until the week beginning 18th March. I’m hoping by then to have been to StAnza and made good progress judging the poems for the Red Squirrel competition. See you all later!
Cold Winter Blues I woke up this morning,cold winter blues all round my head.Woke up this morning,cold winter blues all round my head.If you don’t leave me woman,I’ll make you wish that you were dead. I woke up this morningsnow was lying all around.Woke up this morning,snow was lying all around.Until the ice is meltedthere… Read More »
I’ve had a weird year. I’m not going into it. Some things have succeeded beyond my wildest dreams, somethings have crashed and burned, some things drag dully on till you don’t know if you can go on dealing with them (the post about the central heating fiasco will probably appear in the New Year when… Read More »