Cadair Idris I will sleep next to the bottomless lake And awake either a poet or quite mad   I will sleep on the summit my friend May God smile on us in our foolish hours     Mary Jones Mary Jones That your tender feet walked to far A marathon none the less All […]

Anna the storms are over the sun is out It time for us to walk blessed Golden brown superb in health Like immortals on earth Anna are you on something No You seem to be very happy this morning I have been reading Golden Brown by Richard Jefferies You read a great deal of his […]

One It was one of those wonderful dreams A dream that proves you wrong I was warm in my bed soft and sleepy When the alarm went off It was raining outside Mild but rather blustery And then I woke up  again There was no alarm clock And all I had to do Was choose […]

Train crosses bridge Blossom on a hill River flows beneath

The cherry blossom had almost carpeted The lawns that surrounded the ornate park bench   Vivid pinks were lilac in the low morning light How I adored the blush pastels of these early spring days

I recently noticed online You noticed what online A question What was the question Anna Which literary character would you like to be trapped in a lift with and why? What was your answer I did not answer it straight away as it was obvious that if the character had existed before 1880 then they […]

Who else but a Japanese artist could create an image of a railcar Travelling through an avenue of cherry blossom trees And make it so seductive to the eye The single car which is brown should have been the weakness But it is as organic as the pastel powder pink trees This is why it […]

What are you reading Anna It is a book about Caravaggio Do you like his work or does the man fascinate you Both He was a complex artist and man and I believe he once killed someone Rather like Outlaw Outlaw has never killed anyone I agree but he tells me that he kills people […]

there is a sickness in the world today a quiet sickness but a sickness nonetheless yesterday I dreamt of gate posts during a delirium some were ivy covered some were plain yet all were disused and quite sad this I thought to be the tragedy of life or at least the tragedy of my immediate […]

My mother was born on St George’s Day April the 23rd 1924 She was born into a middle class family Which was facing reduced circumstances Due to economic crisis of the times   She was a talented artist and instead of university Found herself studying at a prodigious art school It was here that she […]