I’ve put Monday Memories aside this week. Instead, for my 100th post, I’d like to share a poem that I wrote a couple of years ago. The Cruel Sea The vast blue waters, they take us to places adventures beyond our wildest dreams. Cruising along, we gasp at the sunrise, our perfect holiday, or so…

One Special Day William and Mary ran excitedly towards their grandparents front door. They were quickly followed by Scruffy, who was barking and wagging his tail.             “The winner gets to lick the bowl!” Ten-year-old William shouted over his shoulder, knowing full well he would win.             “That’s not fair,” Mary cried, wiping her nose…

I love my cabin, my own special place, at one with nature, this wonderful space. Looking out at the garden, the grass so green, with the purple roses looking serene. A robin comes visiting just to say hi, that will be mum, just passing by. The garden is a treasure for wildlife and me, the…