Fiddling while Rome burns…

August 23, 2019

The Amazon burns and Brazil appears to take little interest in just what those 9500 fires will do to our planet. On Monday, Sao Paolo was reduced to a nightsky filled with choking smoke. I’ve just read a simple and easy to understand report on the Amazon fires from https://www.aljazeera.com/news/2019/08/amazon-burning-190823082046821.html

I like that President Macron has called for the Amazon fires to be front and centre at the G7 talks this weekend but I can just imagine the outcome as each nation rushes to protect itself and its economic interests globally.

But Australia is not an innocent bystander. Our right-of-centre Prime Minister told the threatened Pacific Island Nations exactly what he felt about climate change at the Forum on Tuvalu recently. https://www.abc.net.au/news/2019-08-15/scott-morrisons-pacific-islands-forum-climate-change-challenge/11415832

I’m tired of complacency on this planet. I’m sick of corporate greed and governments toadying to corporations. I have a grandson now and I want a worthy planet for him to inherit.

Critical comment…

August 13, 2019

I rarely mention reviews for any of my books. One writes the story and then kisses it on the forehead before tipping it out of the nest and that’s it. (Yes, metaphor mix-up there!)

But Passage was a step way out of my comfort-zone.

Stop dilly-dallying.

August 4, 2019

Passage has been launched for a month now and has accrued some nice reviews on Amazon both in the UK and the USA which has made that little journey worthwhile.

But one feels a certain amount of tiredness after getting a book out there these days. In the past, I have to say I would literally start writing the next book the day after the last one was released! But not so this time…

Perhaps I’m getting old.

But more likely, me being me with a well-known track record of dalliance and delay, I’m just shirking.

Claire Isabel…

July 29, 2019

Claire Isabel Wallace – 27/11/25-30/7/15.

My mum…

Once upon a time there was a matchbox…

July 28, 2019

Once upon a time…

… we downsized to a small house with a tiny garden. The garden, once established, had to give us (and the dog) joy. And an escape from the city outside the gates, because we’re not city folk.

It also had to promise to care for itself for large tracts of time.

So not a lot to ask really…

SoS 27/7/19

July 27, 2019

I’m back in the Matchbox Garden away from the coast as I prepare for further eye surgery on Tuesday, so had a trip to the nursery, bought a few things and had a little bit of a plantathon… not that one really gets a sweat-up in the Matchbox, unlike my Northern Hemisphere friends who are sweltering!

Today I offer up a bit of a mish-mash of pics because in all honesty, there’s only so much to see in a garden that’s tiny.

Books, chapters, paragraphs, words…

July 22, 2019

I’ve had a wonderful year of reading to date and it’s time to share more of the titles and to recommend.

SoS: 20/7/19

July 20, 2019

We’ve been in the city for 10 days, but are now back in the big garden. Despite lack of water and freezing conditions, the garden has surprised us, doing things with a distinct ‘Where’s spring?’ attitude. My six might show that our garden is gradually waking from winter (such as winter was…)

SoS 13/7

July 13, 2019

In town for ten days or so, it’s been possible to check on the progressions of the Matchbox Garden. Walking around it takes a whole ten minutes. 🙂 But love and care of same can take as long as a piece of string. I’m sure gardeners out there know what I mean. For example, one of my new auriculas is struggling and as its a new cultivar from a breeder-friend, I am hoping it will survive. Hope comes with necessary research and so the piece of string has no end…

Anyway, here’s my Six on Saturday and the fact is that I could have put more in as spring is starting to push up from beneath the soil. There’s only about 40+ days till spring and less than 100 to daylight saving!!!!

Bit like birthdays and Christmas…

July 12, 2019

Some days are just like that, aren’t they?

A bit like Christmas and birthdays?

Today was one such.

I love Fridays because I go to my embroidery group, and it’s a forerunner to the weekend – no busy-ness, no appointments, just a kind of ‘aaahhh’ day.

But this Friday was a little bit extra-special.

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