personal freedom

Just a Picture: Holiday’s End

If only you could smell a picture… The last day of holiday. Normandy. Standing outside between rain showers in a fleeting moment of sunshine. The smell hits you and it is just so perfect, redolent of the summer that has gone. Lavender. The last blossoms, almost drying on the stem. Perhaps that drying accentuates the […]

Moments of Freedom

Sometimes it feels like old age has come a little too quickly recently. Yes, of course, I am getting older and with age there comes compromise. It just feels too quick, infringing on my freedom. Multiple Sclerosis doing its thing. Building walls that are closing in too quickly. Small Escapes There are moments, though, when […]

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