After the ....

accidental horrific passing of our cousin this last March ... I did not feel like getting out the tree my husband had purchased, just days before he was to pass away. He had an unusual spurt of energy in getting a tree in a colour I never thought he would have gone for ... 

I have up the smallest tree that you can put some tree lights on ... these died on me at the end of this last week as I went into my celebratory weekend of husband's  life as death day approached ... I think hubby was disgusted I did not make more of an effort ... ho ho ho ... 

I now have replaced them over the weekend; with some new ones in an unusual length too ... perfect ... The glow from these means the ambiance is good once again ... just in time for the 21st ...

Just tree and star lights ... small and perfecto in its simplicity and stars to represent the season and a beautiful soul who passed away in this forth coming morning ... some season's back ...

Short Reads; Long Reads ...

Etc ... images a few ... 

I need to fit a lifetime in; so I follow my own path from my life experience of prejudice, social exclusion to eventual social isolation leading to a tragic outcome ... 

How I find my inner creativity is testament to a love and faith, of a once vibrant man who is now no longer singing away in our home ... and the few who have since had the time to care ... with patience ... I am not easy to be with right now ...

And as yet another year since, has passed by. I have found I am able to write, inspire and capture moments of colour in varying shades of my once pencil tones of grey to a vibrancy of colour and tones and hues ... I thought had gone for ever ...