As I walked, I thought. Now I write.

A short story about the fate of a lost charm.

Food matters.

An attempt at poetry.

A problem shared is a problem halved.

A chance meeting on a woodland walk brings together two wanderers. They talk and later share a meal. It is a golden moment that is to change both their lives.

Is it the world or my world that’s falling apart. ..

Way on, very sudden death calls living ready is better than getting ready.

What I enjoy about newly fallen snow…

We have those months, years, where so many things happen and it just changes our life. Sometimes they are just memories, and nothing more than that…