Jennifer Nicole Wells’ blog hosts a daily ‘One Word Photo Challenge’. Until April, the challenge at the present time is based around a different Crayola colour each day. You are invited to enter photos, drawings, quotes, stories…basically anything that is to do with the Crayola colour of the day. Which to my mind is a… Continue reading Colour Your World: Yellow Orange
Jump. Jump right in. Immerse yourself in all and everything This experience has to offer. Every stumble, every mistake Every chance, every great and wonderful thing That may await. Or don’t. Stand and stay And watch and wait And say ‘what if?’ Staying keeps you safe But what is safe? A safe… Reliable and secure,… Continue reading Jump: inspired by ‘the prompt’
I once worked with someone who had a phobia of buttons (apparently the official name of which is Koumpounophobia). It came up whilst we were semi-submerged in a pile of them as part of a team building exercise (true story). Anyway, I felt kind of bad for her, because I just love them. And when… Continue reading For the Love of Buttons
When I worked as a Community Artist (several years ago now) I ran many, many music workshops for children under 5 and their families. I would often finish each music session with a ‘story song’, using a picture book I made, singing a story with the children. A firm favourite was a song about a… Continue reading A Magical Train for a Magical Girl
About a year ago we were out buying bridesmaid dresses for my sister-in-law’s wedding. I was Matron of Honour. I was also pregnant – but at the very early stages so not very many people knew. We therefore had to come up with every excuse possible to avoid me actually buying a dress on the… Continue reading Does my bump look big in this?
The little silver charm You gave me when I was five Was the perfect gift. A tiny ballerina Dancing on a silver chain For a small ballerina Dancing her first steps. And many years later That little silver charm Reminds me of everything You have given me Before, after, since. Sleepless nights and caring words,… Continue reading Silver: a poem for my mum
After a ‘prefect storm’ with my four month old of teething, growth spurt and fever from booster jabs, it’s been a bit of a crazy time. So I’ve not done a lot of writing in recent weeks. Or creating or crafting of any kind (or sleeping…or doing much beyond merely functioning come to think of… Continue reading Finding my Bliss