"Let’s paint!" he says, flexing fingers that know paintbrushes I can tell, as his shirt knows paint (Are we going to get dirty?) the class leaps up - limber bare-bellied girls and a trio of … [Read more...]
Fiddlin’ about
All my life (it seems) I have filled in time spent waiting - which is a LOT of time, as all women know - by imagining myself playing the violin. I have played symphonies in parked cars, concertos in … [Read more...]
Garden blossoms into rich new life
A couple of years ago I thought I may have to give up gardening. An old back injury was giving me constant grief and people were saying things like “Well, at your age, maybe you should stop doing…” … [Read more...]
Linda
Author's note: For several years I worked as the weekend cook at a hostel for independent adults with disabilities in Perth. I used to wonder about the stories of the people who lived there. Not many … [Read more...]