Lovely read. We come and go to everything, sometimes months pass. Tears even, all cyclic. Read David Whyte's Winter Solstice Poem on his Substack, calls a call for the season. Shine On, Siofra. The purpose of light is to shine, eventually to be viewed by all - as truly sane diamonds in a world of crazy stones. 2024 will be bunoscionn - luck, love and light to all diamonds.
Post Christmas blues killer story. 💓
Lovely read. We come and go to everything, sometimes months pass. Tears even, all cyclic. Read David Whyte's Winter Solstice Poem on his Substack, calls a call for the season. Shine On, Siofra. The purpose of light is to shine, eventually to be viewed by all - as truly sane diamonds in a world of crazy stones. 2024 will be bunoscionn - luck, love and light to all diamonds.
Thats such a lovely message thank you 🙏 shine ✨
What a rich childhood. Lovely recollections. J X
Strange to say the least .
I think you covered it all in there.... ;)
I think so yes. Childhood and biscuits and dogbites.