creator, editor, story tender
Hullo Sweeties.
I’ve missed you.
I’ve been meaning to make my way back here, to this place, this space, this bit of grace…. for days.
I’m not sure why it is so hard.
Maybe I think I need to say something BIG…
But that isn’t so.
Instead of words upon words tumbling ….
Here is a face.
For this place…this space…
I shall call her Grace.
go easy ~p
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays
The Healing Journey and Covert Abuse
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays
The Healing Journey and Covert Abuse