Too gentle to live amongst wolves.

This is born in my heart, born in the pain of ending one life and beginning another, born in the excitement of continuing the search for life’s meaning. Some people do not have to search – they find their niche early in life and rest there, seemingly contented and resigned. They do not ask muchContinue reading “Too gentle to live amongst wolves.”

Why you should always sip your coffee in the rain.

Saturday afternoon at a seafood restaurant in Covent Garden where I decided to go because the memory of their food as served in Portsmouth last summer, when things were still sweet, lingered in my mouth. I look out the window and notice the people sitting outside at the brasserie across the street. There’s a ladyContinue reading “Why you should always sip your coffee in the rain.”