Seventh of January - breathe

All I have to do is to breathe in and then out so simple and yet impossible to do only this.

Sixth of January - dreaming

Discovering that January is meant to be dreamtime and not for resolving to be a better, fitter, cleverer person has freed me to spend time with myself.

Fifth of January - hedgerow

Last of the yellow crab apples, alight in the hedgerow like small lanterns.

Fourth of January - Hyacinths

The trio of Christmas Hyacinths in a race to see which will be the first to flower

Third of January

The community library's lit windows are like a lighthouse in the gathering winter dark.

Second January - Orchid

In the kitchen at the office a white orchid with yellow veins has been flowering away to itself over the Christmas break.

First Small Stone of 2014

I did write this in my notebook last night but didn't want to get out my laptop to post it. I observe my alone-ness as if it were a small animal in need of shelter.

Small Stones for 2014

Time to blow the dust off this blog for the start of another year and to get into the habit of pausing to notice small stones again.