by Susie | Dec 13, 2023 | Articles., Friends, Lincolnshire, Memories, Travel, Uncategorized
A passing of time… today I gave up my beautiful car and driving!!! Such a huge change after being on the road for almost 60 years!!!! All those years, all those miles. All those wonderful places… I loved driving and always thought I was rather good at it, having...
by Susie | Oct 3, 2021 | Amusing Poems, Carers Support, Driftwood, Imaginations and inter-blogging, imagine, Lincolnshire, Photos, Poetry, Uncategorized
Watching Clouds… I’m watching clouds today. You know, when the sky is the colour of cornflowers and the wind is high in a sky as large as an ocean, these white fluffy cottonwool shapes scud past as I lie on my soft snugly bed, the sky clear and lemony sunny, I’m...
by Susie | May 31, 2017 | Imaginations and inter-blogging, Lincolnshire, Places To Visit, Uncategorized
I took a walk along the little mews and lanes of my nearby town yesterday, passing by the old Workhouse and on to the Old Dispensary. It was a pleasingly warm almost summer day. I stopped long enough to take this photo but sat further for a while on a nearby wall. I...
by Susie | Dec 31, 2016 | Favourite Quotes, Home at Hemingway, In Death, Lincolnshire, Love Quotations, My Family, Open Letters, Uncategorized
My 2017 Wish: â¤ï¸ When I was younger, I never thought about losing someone I loved, silly me, how naive but I thought as I loved my Mother and Father utterly and entirely that they would be there forever, well at least until they were VERY old. Then the years...
by Susie | Nov 20, 2016 | Books, Health Issues, In Death, Lincolnshire, Love poems, Memories, Multiple myeloma, Photos, Poems of Places, Poetry, The Box of Secrets
Introducing my new glossy coffee-table book full of ”Poems of Love” and gorgeous photos. You can find it over at www.blurb.com in the bookshop under poetry. In larger print for ‘tired’ eyes.
by Susie | Oct 12, 2016 | In Death, Lincolnshire, My Family, Poetry
Not Just A Paper Flower. This red paper poppy I wear with much pride this token, this mark, this blood red emblem, not just a paper poppy well not in my eyes… As we turn our thoughts back during this month of November we stand with glistening eyes for those...
