Nourishment

Kia ora lovely, When I was a little girl my father would take great pride in cooking big pots of veggie soup for us. He would take his time, chopping the onions and the parsley and the carrots, adding the ingredients one by one, filling the house with the smell of hot soup stock. I …

In any order

Kia ora! How are you? We had our monthly memoir writers ‘connection session’ last Saturday and one writer said she was making progress, though writing it ‘out of order’, because that worked for her. And she reminded me of the power of doing it that way. She’s going to finish that story of hers, because …