Month: September 2022
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In Praise of Cats
Thomas I’ve nearly always had a cat, or cats: a succession of Sandys, Freddys, Moixitos, Tommys, Bettys and Friedas, ranging from ginger, chocolate point Siamese, short and long-haired tabbies and panther black. The first childhood cat, a long-haired ginger, inevitably called Sandy and tormented by me pushing him around in my dolls pram wearing dolls…
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Time to Decipher Trees
I’ve been obsessed with time lately. It sits watching me on the sofa in the languid heat of late summer and I wonder if it’s a friend or foe. Some people, especially the very elderly, eke out their time. They ration what is left, a bit today, a bit tomorrow, can’t waste what remains. When…
The words of Heather Smith 