Category Archives: Living Simply

Out My Window

Posted on June 24, 2017 by hernibs

I didn’t see him until he twitched his ears. Well hidden while mom takes a much-needed break. I like to think she brought him for grandma to take care of, right outside my studio.

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He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. ~Alfred, … Continue reading →

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When All Things Change

Posted on June 22, 2017 by hernibs

When all things change, we change too, for we come to know and see through all the illusions. ~Barry Hardy

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‘Best Before’ Date 2

Posted on June 21, 2017 by hernibs

Big trees stand and big trees fall. Live things die. That is all. Soon we’ll know when it is time. We are no longer in our prime. Until then, get up and smile, be thankful for the sun. Get busy, … Continue reading →

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‘Best Before’ Date 1

Posted on June 20, 2017 by hernibs

We’re well past our ‘best before dates’ at least, I am. Some things do not rot, sour or become mouldy. Maybe I am one of those. Still useful even though not the newest, freshest or best. When I am no … Continue reading →

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So Where Was I

Posted on June 19, 2017 by hernibs

So, where was I in my life story? I left. That was not the end but the beginning. I could write scenes, of a naïve young woman taken for a joy ride through half her life or how she survived … Continue reading →