
back on time
my hands, her hands
stitch by stitch

in between
past and future
through the oceans
an endless voyage
the destine embraced me
clipped my wings and rooted me in this place
tomorrow knocks on my door
too late now
the sorrows are heavy in my hands
my body is weak
the colourful me has faded away
in between
Choose one of these three artworks and let it take you wherever it wants. Write whatever it stirs in you — a memory, a question, a scene, a poem. All images are open-use selections from the National Gallery of Art website.
Check W3 here to see the other images.

Welcome December!
I can’t believe the last month of the year is here! 2025 could be described as ‘hurry’. Too much to do and so little time, the months started and ended with such haste.

We had our first snowfall of the season over the weekend. It’s pretty out there, all white, and the stillness that comes with it urges me to slow down and ponder what it is worth to me right now. To keep up with the hurry and let this month go by as quickly as the others, or to slow down and enjoy each moment?

Twinkle lights, a hot drink, books, blogging, writing … all the goodness winter has to offer. Yes, it’s time to go inwards and take care of myself.
Happy winter to you!
“Winter knows to hush, still, listen, so the soul can speak” Angie Wayland-Crosby