I have not read a Joanna Trollope book for many a long year. Then out of the blue my daughter found one of the newer ones...

I have been thinking about how one can disagree productively. Or at the very least how one can disagree without being destructive.

So…how are things? This last year was for me personally a year of upheaval and change. The shape of my life and my days changed.

How fortunate I was as well for I had been born in a time of giants! One of them is being buried today and my language is being used as part of the service. How extraordinary is that?

Isn’t it lovely when this happens! Even more so when one has had a tough month! But maybe that is when it happens, or more likely, when we actually notice it is happening.

When you say: Home, where is that? What picture comes into your mind? Of course where I am at this moment is home. But I am thinking now of that home of the heart...

How do you love. How do you say: I love this, I love you, I love this now. Without laying claim.

When I was a young woman I read like a locust. I was voracious! But I also loved a challenge.

I have just returned from a five day visit to my grandson. What a joy it was to hug him, to look into his eyes and know him. I had such fun.

I have had the pleasure of having family not only visiting but staying over! I enjoyed the shared meals, the talking that flows from this to that...