a mother of three & a wife
home is nestled amongst the hills & forests
in beautiful south west scotland,
even as a child i lived in a dream world,
a place of faerietales, fantasy & folklore
dressing up, drawing , collecting, making.
i am still a collector of “things”
intricate pieces of driftwood from the beaches,
dried seedpods from the hedgerows,
feathers found on woodland walks
and i am a still maker of "things"
there are not enough hours in the day
to do all the wonderful creative projects
is the story of my creative journey...
In that wee nook of the woods are bits & pieces
of my creativity, there you can have a peep at my
illustrations, my photographs & my words.
it is called “precious things” . . .
the jewel hues of a butterfly wing,
the infectious sound of a child’s laughter,
the delicate touch of raindrops on upturned faces.
we are surrounded by so much that is precious…
we just have to take the time to notice x
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do come over & visit
it would be lovely to hear from you