There has been a lot to make the heart sing recently: sunny weather, the daffodils providing a wash of yellow in parks and gardens, birds busy nest building and the joy of Easter. It is time to balance the recent serious grey tone of my blogs on coronavirus with some life colour and an appreciationContinue reading “Whirls and swirls – eddies in the smooth flow of time”
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Seasons of sighs and mournful wistfulness
Autumn often arouses conflicting emotions. It affords pleasure in the wonderful colours of trees and hedgerows and the ripened fruits, nuts and berries of the growing season. Equally the decaying leaves, the shortening days and colder weather can dampen spirits. After months of living through the coronavirus pandemic I reflect on these feelings and touch on how Covid has affected the lives of 16-24 year olds.
White swans and black birds
The situation in Scotland is changing rapidly as the first phase of lifting restrictions has started. The noise level in neighbour’s gardens and the amount of traffic in the streets around have both increased. There has been the smoke of barbecues in the air, laughter and singing from the nearby park and the occasional burstContinue reading “White swans and black birds”