“I have returned!” the winter cries. With stormy gales and wind blown skies. Her simmering jealousy explodes Her revenge released as she foretold. “Betrayed have I been by your desire For rich fruitful earth and summer fire. No matter! I will encase you with ice and frost Till summer’s memory is all but lost. Retrained…Read more When Winter returns her jealous cry
A startling revelation came to my attention recently during a conversation with my mum. I came to realise that my dad, who died more than twenty years ago now, was the same age at his death as I am now! "But he was an old man!" I exclaimed, as I recalled my dad in months…Read more Find New Roads in Old Countries
This morning I walked along the back lane, thinking about this second half of life that I am living. I rambled my way and murmured my thoughts. This is the weekend before the weekend that we head off to seriously find out first yacht. The weekend before from Deborah Robinson on Vimeo. We’ve been warned…Read more The Weekend Before
Thrill seeker Steep chaser Mountain climber High altitude racer Motorbike embracer Foolhardy scalper Top of the world maker Breath taker We experienced the Grossglockner High Alpine Road on the second attempt. The first had been aborted because of heavy rain, which falling at high altitude became snow and the road was shut. It was late…Read more Would this place take your breath away?
I do so love the opportunity to wander! Exploring new places is such a thrill, but returning to a familiar place brings the opportunity for depth. Knowing my way round, means my feet take me confidently, so my eyes are left to savour and observe: to drink in the variety of a city at the…Read more Things to do while wandering the city of Vienna
My shroud is embroidered with golden amber These warm fire colours the words of my final ballad. Yet, leaf green still tinges life through my veins. In death, my smooth pallor flatters to deceive The shrivelled fate that awaits my decaying form Last friday, I spent an hour in a wood sat around a…Read more Autumn
Silence howls in empty screams Across a wild and painful sky. While emptiness like rolling waves, Pitches sadness on a fearsome sea. We knew it was coming and neither of us was particularly looking forward to the day. Chris has recovered enough from the heart attack to return to work, but work means Vienna. While…Read more Silence over Empty Skies