Whatever magnificent dance of water particles and battles of air pressure gave rise to this sky gives me reason to believe that I should spend far more time looking up, and far less time watching where my feet are going.



I have successfully crossed the great Atlantic again. Settling in to a Michigan autumn. Learning to be an American again (though does one ever really forget?). Grey is gray, humour is humor and people give you strange looks when you bellow ‘hiya!!’ on entering a shop. I’ve been watching a lot of sunsets, and making […]

Spring Rolls + Dip


Some people seem to have endless amounts of creative energy. My supply is finite; I only have so much. When I use it up on writing, I don’t seem to have any left over for thinking about food, which is strange for a person who usually doesn’t think of anything else. M. says that when […]