What a Crone-Witch would do.

Just beyond the common land where the ponies graze, I heard the blackbird, singing.

You must be wondering why I chose that photo.

Consciousness really isn't that much to write home about.

Not me and them, but us.

...red kites wheeled.

There are times when a glass of New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc is the only way to go.

After a night of heavy rain, the hole in the field had become an underground river.

...my life ought to be.

Can a fungus be intelligent?

...that I haven't yet had the energy to make real.

Going forwards isn’t always the best way to make progress.

Apparently, Heraclitus said, 'No man steps into the same river twice.' I've been thinking about this with reference to the Dan Zahavi...

Let me be blocked.

It's rather lovely seeing life return.

This is what it's like for me

Anyone who has ever tried to meditate knows how hard it is to control thoughts.

Not wellness.

The stance one takes will affect the questions one asks, the examples one focuses upon and the meaning one draws from any given evidence.

Another 'found' thing... broken Bic plus blue T-Rex. What could that mean?