Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?
I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.
That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.
Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .
I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact
I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.
I write poetry to expand and please the mind
I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.
I write because that’s who I am.
Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?
Hello, 👋 yes I’m back again. I didn’t think I would be, you see I didn’t see the point, I tell you what I’m thinking, and well that’s boring for anyone to read. I lost myself for a while I guess we all do some more than others, me I get lost from my bedroom to the bathroom in the night. Yes I am that bad. Anyway I saw this prompt about my favourite place I have visited and well this is a perfect time of year to tell you about it.
So, first thing it’s free to visit, thank goodness as I have been there so many times. I find there is something to cover every subject. Hope, love, friendship, family, maybe today I am seeing the brighter side, because if you stay to longer it can be exhausting. Same can be said of anywhere I guess.
You can visit alone or with family or friends, or a group of people depending on what interests they have.
By now you are going Ohhh I know, and so you might but when I revisit old memories or picture albums or even photos in this digital age I don’t look back with regret I look back with happiness that the moment happened, everyone of those revisited moments good or bad has led to this moment now. I may not be doing what I had intended but my children are adults and doing well.
I visit my memories and photographs often to remind myself, how lucky I have been to have survived the D/V I went through, the endless moving to protect my children, the disability and loss of everything home, family and friends.
The one thing I have is that perfect place I can visit Memories whether down Photograph Lane, tucked away in Corner of My Mind or Digital Parade. I have three favourite places all connected that I can share or not, places that everyone should visit with the same thought-
Memories are a snapshot from behind us.
They form who we have become, our love, our trust.
My memories cause me to laugh at what I’m wearing
Then sometimes a little tear spills, see I can still be caring.
I disappear into the vaults of yesteryear for five minutes.
Then find I have been there for hours, so let’s wing it.
People who have left this world, I see their smiling faces.
My babies all grown ups and having all their own places.
So ask me once again do I have a favourite place to visit?
My answer is yes, the past where all my photostell a story a perfect place to visit..
Some time has passed since we last spoke, for that I am extremely sorry. I have not been in the mood to write, if I am to be honest I am not sure where I have been or what my mind has been doing, it has been on a magical mystery tour without me. Anyway this popped up about my ideal home, well how could I not share this with you!
Firstly I live in two worlds and the one I know the best is inside my head . When writing ✍🏽 it is a retreat for me, and it comes from something said when I was young. Overhearing an adult saying that I had my head in the clouds I started constructing my own castle in the clouds.
This castle has never changed in its design and is to be honest basic except for the book collection which covers 50% of the castle walls with a ladder that encircles all of the bookcases on a track.
I sit on this huge window ledge writing , painting and sewing happy and in peace.If it’s cold there is a roaring fire in a magnificent fireplace , if warm the window is open and I hear birds singing.
It reminds me of certain Disney films and some fairytales but not in cartoon form. All I can say it’s there I go when looking for ideas , peace, escapism.
Here in the real physical, actual world, oh I have a dream don’t we all? To live in the perfect house suitable for my needs that would be a wow.
My bungalow.
Here I go firstly a bungalow, but not a small one on a housing estate. I dream of having one that allows my wheelchair to go through the front door, wide spacious entrance hall, with a large living room to display my collectibles. Then a good sized kitchen/dining room that hopefully leads to a nice garden 🪴 patio area. All has to be wheelchair accessible as the time may come when I need the wheelchair more. Two Bedrooms, mine having an en-suite wet room/bathroom, plus walk in closet, again plenty of room to get about. The second bedroom decent size not that I anticipate guests just maybe my granddaughter occasionally.
My Libraryt
Then my pièce de résistance would be my library/ office, floor to ceiling custom built book cases with glass doors to protect the books from dust. Every subject I can think of and years of collecting rare and old books. It would just be fitting to see them in the best setting I can give them. My desk old and marked but perfect for me with its leather inlay, my pc 🖥️ on another desk with printers lying silent. The bungalow is ready to move in clean and fresh
Oh I nearly forgot in the back garden is a rather large shed but when you step inside it is a a hobby shop or craft room whatever you want to call it. All my paints and transfers are waiting for me in there
A walkway joins my chalet/bungalow to my workshop and the borders are made up of fragrant herbs, as you go down it.
A pergola covers the patio ready to provide shade in the sun. This peaceful haven is just a short wheelchair from a quaint village that has everything needed including company, not that I seek company too often. My rules change living there, if out in the village having a coffee or working on a painting or most importantly writing no mobile phone allowed, I lived without it for many years and now the thing rules my life. So my ideal dream home has a sign
Visitors please don’t bring your phones in here, they seriously damage our conversation.
I guess we all dream and dreams hurt no one, for now I give thanks I have a roof over my head and space to move. I am slowly working towards turning my home into my castle and bungalow combination, so it could be said I am living the best of two worlds in one.
Stay safe, stay happy, smile on my friends
Till we meet again
Adiós 👋 Hwyl 👋Auiho 👋 Salut,👋 Au revoir 👋Auf Wiedersehen 👋Arrivederci 👋Zàijiàn 👋 Sayōnara 👋Annyeong 👋. Do svidaniya 👋 bye🤗
Apologies if I have misspelled or missed your language out I just picked a random amount so I could say bye to all
I was going to say the last thing I did for fun was sleep but that’s boring unless you could see my dreams.
So I have sat and thought hard about this well not that hard because being creative process to me is my fun and play in one. Like being a child again, this time no adult saying you can’t mix that or use this or a grumpy art teacher saying stop 🛑 I don’t like your work, I am free to do whatever
Be Creative with a smile on my face, I am so in love with art 🖼️ and creativity that I have a selection of paints next to me in my front room and if I suddenly feel an inspiration to paint, I have it all to hand.
Dreamland of another time.
A mix of acrylics, wooden reliefs, reindeer moss, mirrors, gems and twigs. Finished with some lights built in. Just imagination gone wild
This may be childish and not to people’s taste but I did it for fun and art should be fun, at least it’s not a banana stuck to a wall with some tape and sold for a fortune.
So this started me into my deep thinking and playful phase and my take on the tree of life and I had so much fun doing this .
The spreading family tree.
My version of the tree of life, as the fruit of the tree in this case acorns,(nuts) fall and spread they are still connected. Life goes on, but family ties are stronger than you realise.
I loved this one it’s proudly hung in my bedroom. I don’t paint for anyone as I have a huge downer on my achievements re other people seeing them but I gifted my son a small painting of a turtle-duck (he likes this Japanese Anime) at least it must resemble one because he knew straight away what it was and seemed happy. I usually love what I paint make create, maybe one day I will be able to show some pieces or not
After all I just enjoy the playing
Till next time ⭐️
The oh so little Turtleduck
I painted this for my son who is in his early 30’s a character from an anime cartoon he likes
Bucket of Smiles 