On my own..... » mornings

Breakfast

haiku — Wed, 14 Apr 2010 06:32:34 +0000

Breakfast is usually my favourite meal of the day… whatever time I eat it…. eaten in the middle of the night can be wonderful…. and oh man, that first cup of tea… *NOTHING* is better than the first mouthful of tea in the mornings!

So this is a recent breakfast.. homemade bread, given a wonderful golden colour by the addition of Bee pollen… and English Breakfast Marmalade… I miss real marmalade, made with seville oranges like my Father In Law used to make….. have sent out begging emails :) You don’t seem to be able to buy Seville oranges in New Zealand, I look for them every January….

Happy Morning…..

haiku — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 23:47:40 +0000

My sun is out of the clouds again.. it’s cold but bright and hopeful…

I have a camera…..I have been playing..!! and I got my Flickr link working here….

I fell in love with Cat Stevens this morning, and can’t stop listening to The Wind…. my guitar wants me to learn to play it…. I am copying the lyrics here, because they are worth the trip….

The Wind

I listen to the wind
to the wind of my soul
Where I’ll end up well I think,
only God really knows
I’ve sat upon the setting sun
But never, never never never
I never wanted water once
No, never, never, never

I listen to my words but
they fall far below
I let my music take me where
my heart wants to go
I swam upon the devil’s lake
But never, never never never
I’ll never make the same mistake
No, never, never, never

Cat Stevens The Wind lyrics

Tempus Frangit….

haiku — Sun, 14 Dec 2008 18:01:09 +0000

Once again I am awake at 3.00am…. and everything is always a bit surreal. Maybe wandering around in this victorian long white nightshirt is part of it…. But night time is a bit like flying….life is suspended, you can’t really do anything… apart of course from contact people online who are in a different time warp altogether.

Its pretty cool (but not very likely!) to have a friend for these times when you really need to offload, someone like minded who doesn’t mind if you text or call them at odd hours, but they are few and far between, I have only ever known one such person. Funny how odd folk can be about that….I have never minded being woken up at strange hours…

I think I like it actually, this never never land, and when the dawn does arrive, you have the hope of a new day. Although usually after an hour or so I am ready for the night again…..

I listened to this beautiful song during my wakeful hours…..

Clouds and Pyjama’s

haiku — Fri, 24 Oct 2008 19:05:36 +0000

I love these mornings, I like it best before it gets light, and the sky is kind of grungy. I think the fact that I don’t have to get up and work also helps the, lurve the Universe and everything in it.. feeling!

I always found for me that this time of day is the best for tapping into my creative energy. To try and make the most of this, I start something, poetry, developing photo’s, whatever, and then go with it for as long as possible without letting my left brain kick in. This means I don’t do anything that requires being logical, I try not to answer the phone etc, because once I have to employ too much of the other side of the brain, I tend to lose focus. My mind is kind of on this little cloud space! I do sometimes do this during the day too… especially on car journeys when I am not driving. Oh and I tend to stay in my PJ’s… but that’s just an excuse.. pyjamas are my very favourite kind of clothing.

Talking of which, I am thinking of getting rid of all my clothes except pyjama’s….. then I will have a good reason to wear them everywhere..