'Fresh' is this week's Photo Challenge at WordPress and here are a few daffodils (from our front garden) which always put me in mind of Spring, season of fresh, new beginnings. I'm not feeling all that 'new' myself, after a busy few weeks at home and work. However, things I am looking forward to include:… Continue reading Not feeling all that ‘fresh’.
This week's photo challenge is to take a minimalist photo and this shot of my daughter holding a tiny image of a poppy reminded me of some of the WWI poetry I read with members of my read aloud, reading groups this week. A particular favourite was 'In Flanders Fields' by John McCrae. One woman liked the mention… Continue reading A small poppy
In January this year, I took a photo from my kitchen window every day and posted it on Instagram. The photos I took at night, or very early in the morning, before it turned light, are the most interesting I think. (The ones taken during the day mostly involve wheelie bins on our patio...). In the photo below,… Continue reading In the wee small hours, someone’s working
It used to be dark green but, sadly, the green eventually peeled away (actually, I peeled it away, in moments of absent-mindedness). There have been times when I thought it missing forever, and I celebrated as heartily as the shepherd finding his lost sheep when it was found: in the dungeon that lies in the depths of our… Continue reading The enduring appeal of a fountain pen.
This week's photo challenge, 'Humanity', is a chance to tell you about my Dad, Basil Patrick Dominic Corcoran (1923 - 1992), who showed me how to be a human, who left school at 14 to be a butcher's delivery boy, who fell off the too-big delivery bike, who mixed up the paper-wrapped meat parcels, who delivered the wrong… Continue reading My Dad showed me how to be human