Land of the silver birch….Rediscovering parts of me that I have buried [16 min read]
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The minor scale that it is written in and the lyrics just speak to me of nostalgia, or memory, of love for a place, of the natural rhythms of life.
Falling in love [versus working out love]
Please note, I have written a post about something similar to this recently. As I am working through this idea in my …
Romantic Love is a lie! (Quote me!)
OK I must admit, I’ve got a bit of a bee in my bonnet about this particular subject. I feel as if …
Love is…quiet, peaceful evenings
Love is sitting quietly, hugging, saying nothing in absolute silence, having a conversation that is communicated entirely through looks and hugs. ———————————————————————– …
Love is…watching the sunset together
Love is… sitting outside… [redacted: too much information!]… revelling in an abundance of friendly affection and tender memories: “Do you remember when?!”; …
