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DIARY DAYS - JANUARY 2020
JAN 1 2020 Old friends have shared New Year’s Eve with me. We are touched by age and denied dreams. The sadness’s of time and lost...
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WELCOME TO BRONALOGUE
Idle Thoughts in a time of Corona
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Welcome to Bronalogue, my way of sharing in this time of Corona. It is my pleasure to write and to think of you as I do. The ham in me has always loved an audience ! The introvert has always loved the opportunity for reflection that writing gives me. This enforced isolation will hopefully give me the discipline to share my reflections with you. I will enjoy this opportunity. I hope you do too. Â
The tapestry on the page is one I made for a friend after completing the Camino de Santiago. It was a long, often solitary and sometimes arduous journey but I loved the vibrancy of the cushion I made. Hopefully we all emerge from this time of Corona with something we love from our journey.
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So This Is 2021
I know I should count my blessings and I do. I know I should meditate on my privilege and I do that too. I know I am living a good life...
EXHALING
The first month of the new year, 2021, is almost over and I have spent it exhaling. I didn`t realise that my days were characterised by...
Years End
I have been trying to write a closure to this "unprecedented year ", this 2020, for weeks now but have struggled because the cause of the...
Thoughts On Books
Recently a friend asked me to nominate my 20 favourite books of all time and as the attached ( much longer ) list will demonstrate, this...
On the diggings ...
As my friend and I walk this old gold rush town, she tells me stories of the history of the town and together we have walked the trails...
Waiting for Covidot
Waiting For Godot is a play by Samuel Beckett in which two men, Vladimir and Estragon, are waiting for a third, Godot, to arrive. Very...
Phoenix ...errrr
When the world first became aware of COVID-19 and Australia decided to lock down, I went online to my favourite tapestry company, Ehrman,...
Plagiarised but Perfectly Apt
Contemplating writing an auto biography, Bronwyn wished she was the kind of woman who lived life to the full. The kind who rode...
Wistful Travelling
As my horizons have shrunk to leafy views of my smallish Australian regional town, and Corona news indicates that they will probably not...
ISO STYLE
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror this afternoon and laughed out loud. I was a lot Helen Bonham Carter , the fabulously...
De Funked
The energy is back, assisted by a glorious Autumn day. It is one of those days when the quality of the light is perfect and creates a...
Easter Nonsense
When I woke this morning, it was very dark , I was being chirruped by a head butting, small woolly creature whose hot water bottle had...
Doing Dharma
For the last two days I have been sweeping the concrete driveway which runs down the side of my house to my neighbours garage. The...
Nesting and Nutmeg Geraniums
They settle in the tiny worker`s cottage nestled in the lean shadows of the of the housing commission tower blocks. It is their first...
Nesting and Nutmeg Geraniums
They settle in the tiny worker`s cottage nestled in the lean shadows of the of the housing commission tower blocks. It is their first...
Who would have thought ?
My first thought when I awoke just on dawn this morning, was The Chelsea Physic Garden. Something in the eerie emptiness of pre dawn...
It is Now
A lot of time has passed since I began this blog and events have conspired to stop me writing… the need to care for my elderly mother,...
Retirement Fragment
Retirement Lesson 6 – It is books, paintings and poems which often give us the confidence to take seriously feelings in ourselves that...
Retirement – Life Review
I am finding the passage of time very strange since I have been unstructured by the obligation to work. One of the elements of that...
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