"Isn't it true that we sometimes find ourselves waffling? At our partners and the lady behind the till at TK Maxx? And don't we sometimes find ourselves mid-sentence, thinking goodness, what the heckity-pie am I talking about, and yet find ourselves quite unable to stop?"
"Hmmm. What starts out as our own efforts to add a little nature to life indoors, often, without constant attention, ends as the guilt inducing death stare of Mother Nature herself: looking cluttered, and worse than that, poking at our minds and reminding us that we aren't doing what we should..."
"This is an eleven page PDF that asks you to choose one task from seven lists daily: one each for each the senses, sight, sound, taste, touch, smell, balance and movement, creating a routine that promotes a sense of quiet bliss in the mind by engaging your senses one by one..."
"June, my Darlings has a tempo all of its own. The song of early Summer: a precious melody of tweeting birds and happy children, lawnmowers striking up a dawn chorus and hosepipes swooshing over plants suddenly parched by the midday sun..."
"When we allow bug-bears to flourish - and rest assured, given free reign they WILL flourish into the most ludicrous of mini-furies if they are fed daily - we are compromising our own sense of all being well with our worlds and that just isn't healthy because it starts to dilute our joy.."