Saturday, 31 May 2025

INDEPENDENCE DAY

Saturday; the younger, more impudent sibling of Sunday, plays with free abandon, whereas Sunday studies hard, though for what we are not told, and dismissively tuts at Saturday's antics. 

Between you and me I think that Sunday is somewhat jealous of Saturday's wild independence.

FIRST CUP OF TEA (sort of)

First cup of tea:


(damn)


(out of tea bags)


First cup of coffee: Second amongst equals. ☕

Thursday, 29 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Come for the pondering, stay for the wondering. ☕

Wednesday, 28 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Gold panning in the streams of imagination. ☕

Tuesday, 27 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Permission to ponder. ☕

Monday, 26 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

My favourite Shakespeare play about tea? 


Henry IV Pot 1. 🎭☕

Sunday, 25 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF RAINBOW TEA

The humble omnipresence of that first cup of tea; it has the melancholic beauty of a rainbow - both have no end yet they're both destined not to last. ☕🌈

Friday, 23 May 2025

TINY HOTEL CUPS

Tiny

hotel

cups


Ubiquitous


Reliant


I

often

pick 

them

up


And 

pretend

that

I'm 

a

GIANT. ☕

Tuesday, 20 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

 Teavolution - the survival of the sippest. ☕

DREAMY

I dreamed I dreamed a dream in a dream

I dreamed I dreamed that, too, 

I dream so much it's hard to gleen

The old dreams from the new. 


But what if I am dreaming now?

Here comes the big plot twist,

What if I'm just dreams, somehow,

And I just don't exist?

Monday, 12 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Slurp like nobody's watching. ☕

Sunday, 11 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

First ponder; I drink from my 'Happy 40th Birthday' mug and wonder many first cups have passed since that time. 🤔☕☕☕⏳

It's 6,384, if you're interested, but I needed the calculator on my phone. Happy 6,385th to all you mundane ponderers out there. 🧮☕☕☕

Saturday, 10 May 2025

LOBSTERS

The morning sun promises a warmth which eases the bones but reminds us to carry a cardigan. Spring is a calmer, more softly spoken warmth than summer. Its smile, while not as radiant, won't leave us looking like freshly-baked lobsters.

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Tuning up the morning silence. ☕

CONFUSED

Time waits for me as I wake late. It tuts and points to its watch, which is a funny thing for Time to be wearing, if you think about it. Who'd wear a tiny version of themselves on their wrist?

I then wonder if I'll spend the rest of the day as confused as this?


Time will tell.⌚

Friday, 2 May 2025

IN BITS

I've never finished the novel, Frankenstein. I've read it in parts. 📖


It's what the author would've wanted. 🦶💪🦵✋👃👂🧌

Thursday, 1 May 2025

FIRST CUP OF TEA

Make Imagination Great Again. ☕