The kittens at my daughter’s riding school are looking very grown up now. They are still quite small, but their faces have matured so now they’re cats really, not kittens at all. This one is Piper, the little girl. She reminds me of a cat I used to have a long time back.
my child even as you grow in age in height in shoe size! know this you are still my baby boy and despite your need for privacy your shrinking from embarrassing kiss hug hair-tidies I think of you always I love you always you are worth earth moon and stars you are precious irreplaceable perfectly…… Continue reading for my son
the mysterious meanderings of my mind lead me to memories back in the mists of time when I thought I knew who I was but me and myself were strangers
only 10 minutes surely since your birth accompanied by Norah Jones come away with me and the wonder of a baby girl (convinced you’d be a boy) and now tall and strong beautiful long-haired horse-mad entirely yourself and proud to be so taking changes in your stride understanding past your years now laying down to…… Continue reading a new adventure
it has been fourteen years since I held your tiny body in my arms for the first time woozy and exhausted I sat staring at you in wonder my son, my first born child all tall and gangly now you soon will tower over your embarrassing mother who sometimes makes you cringe yet I have…… Continue reading fourteen