Continue reading “Reading Between the Tiles – The Gift”A time-lapse portrait of an elderly couple reveals itself through the half-open doorway; each vertical slice shakily, achingly, shuffling to the next.
Reading Between the Tiles – The Gift
Remote Gardening
Continue reading “Remote Gardening”The purchases were carefully placed into every available space of the car so there was no option but to shove our parents in at the last minute.
Living between two Shores
Continue reading “Living between two Shores”It’s not been a matter of ticking boxes – been there, done that – but more a time of navigating by intuition and sailing around my heart.
It can’t be fixed
The mist has rolled in, silent and insistent. It’s crept under locked doors and into private spaces, obscuring what was.
Lean in
Spending time with my elderly parents is more adrenaline pumping than a roller coaster ride.
