The second sun

The sun took an age to set there. She kept wondering if it was her imagination. Was she so much in the present that she was scrupulously aware of every passing sunset moment? No. There had to be another explanation. Her dining-room faced west, and from it sprung a tiny balcony, with just enough room…

from England’s busy south-east…

From busy South East England, I came to Parthenay to write, during a chilly and damp period in March. I was very taken with the calm, the acceptance, the respect, the beauty.  Whether I was in little shops or the HyperU supermarket, going round the museum, visiting the Tourist Information office or walking by the…

Lenny’s first day out

There is something unforgettable about first times…do you remember the last time you had a first time for something? Never too late…..

shadow offering

The banks of the River Thouet are speckled with dandelions. They are so cheerful, with their rise-and-shine faces as if the plant world had just manifested the essence of smiles. Just one week before they were not here, but now they look up at me with their bright plump faces, the plumpest I have seen…