Life at No.22, Musings, Poetry

One Foot After Another – Breathe

Some words and thoughts pass quickly; some linger in a walker's mind as she strides past.

Life at No.22, Musings, Poetry

Sing for me, Tui

The Tuis' have been so boisterous around our neighborhood it's been a pleasurable experience.

Auckland, Musings, Poetry

She Who Must Be Obeyed

A random moment involving one cat, a red door and my morning walk. Which evolved into a poem from a wannabe poet.