'Thinking back', a time honoured pastime of those who reflect, which is in turn a time honoured pastime of those who care about where we are now. I was 'thinking back' a few minutes ago and recalled a post I made here in 2015. One which, having just reread it, is appropriate to our situation... Continue Reading →
“I Wandered, Lonely, As A Cloud, That Floats On High O’er Vales And Hills”
I chose the quote from William Wordsworth's poem 'Daffodils' because it is a great metaphor for 'thought' or the 'wanderings of the mind'. Have you ever wondered how thoughts come to you? Do you ever even have thoughts? I mean, thoughts of your own? That may seem a little unkind, but what I mean is... Continue Reading →
Not Something Else 