forgetting and remembering

I’ve had a week of battling my ‘monkey mind’ – that part of the mind that is unsettled and dissatisfied, busy and graceless. This week my monkey mind has been a place of impatience and regret – both fairly useless emotions. It’s the school holidays, I’ve got far too much work on my plate (which … Continue reading forgetting and remembering

the birthday cloth

I enjoy ironing. I think if you like to sew, you have to like to iron because ironing is such an key part of sewing. I even have a poem about ironing in my book, called ‘Sunday Night’. It doesn’t mean all my clothes are perfectly ironed, because I am a haphazard ironer. I only … Continue reading the birthday cloth