Category Archives: seasons

Today the garden is pink

Posted on June 11, 2014 by SallyJ

  Today the garden is pink. Early summer is the best time for my garden as there is still enough moisture in the sandy soil to keep everything looking fresh. I can even kid myself that the I have a … Continue reading →

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Feedback is king

Posted on December 31, 2013 by SallyJ

This year, in company with many other people, I sent Christmas cards that I had made myself and far fewer than ever before. I also cut back drastically on the number and size of the presents I gave. As a … Continue reading →

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A Year of Poetry

Posted on November 3, 2012 by SallyJ

  A Poetry Year I am planning a programme of 12 workshops to be held between 10 am and noon on the last Saturday morning of each month, beginning on Sat 26th January . They will be held in my Writing Room in … Continue reading →

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He died in France

Posted on July 15, 2012 by SallyJ

My father died in France in high summer. One bitter-sweet memory was buying fruit from a street market to tempt his failing appetite. Cherries, ripe, red from a Rouen market, cupped in her hand. His hand, pale and still, in … Continue reading →

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Walking the dog this morning

Posted on November 6, 2011 by SallyJ

  Crackle-tan and ochre scuffs beneath our feet. Sienna, burnt and raw rain-pasted to coarse paddock grass. Single, lemon hued leaflings hurtle in mad dance ankle high, defy demented terrier snap – drop like stone, to lie atop wind-piled drifts of … Continue reading →

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