Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Emergent We wrap ourselves against the elements the persuasion asking all to remain the same we willingly sacrifice twining into our changing story understanding we must let go of what we were in order to become - Caroline A. Slee
History
Retro #wwwblogs
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I sometimes miss the clattering of type another type of music as my fingers played spinning tangible stories as pages came to life remembering late hours and a single lamp over my audible efforts - Caroline A. Slee
Heritage #wwwblogs
Photo by Andrea Koelink on Pexels.com We chase the history unwritten forgotten years and culture erased with a stolen language and stolen lands a faith outlawed by narrow minds and fearful hearts We chase the history unwritten for there lies truth not the legend of family generations but the heart and the heartbreaks from which … Continue reading Heritage #wwwblogs
Remains
Photo by Tobias Bjørkli on Pexels.com Weathered and rough stone remains standing a ghost of all it once was inviting us in to history and dreams the memory of a life before - Caroline A. Slee
Secret Doors
Secret Doors There is a world we may never find a history that remains unseen the stories whispered far from monuments and the markers of old battlefields here, we were created the patchwork fabric that stitched itself into nations formed from the murmurs of the voiceless and overlooked - Caroline A. Slee
Longing to See…
The sea has a long reach touching the entire world calling me, landlocked as I am to return, return my heart flies to the call upward, oceanward longing to see those shores so long left behind - Caroline A. Slee
In Plain Sight
Earth will reclaim her own despite the pride and angst of man time remains on her side in the face of our destruction we deny this truth though it lives in plain sight we turn our eyes away into our manmade darkness - Caroline A. Slee
Authentic #MondayBlogs
There is still beauty in these old bones overlooked but real all the same a truth spoken after years of ruin the stones that stand remember their balance we believe that we seek the authentic yet miss the crumbling facades on old hillsides and plains we have forgotten our history the roadmap cast upon our … Continue reading Authentic #MondayBlogs
Gone
The day will come when we will be gone vanished clear beyond these skies The day will come when I am gone passed through the door in the cliffs ahead The day will come when this world is gone an absence where once substance lived The day will come when all is gone and our … Continue reading Gone
Breakfast in the 1600s
As lovely as this stock image is, I think it is safe to say that this is NOT an example of the way breakfast would have looked for the average person in the 1600s in Wales. Sometimes, doing the research for historical writing leads you down all sorts of strange rabbit holes. Who am I … Continue reading Breakfast in the 1600s