There's a reason this place is called Mim's Muddle, it's no use telling you what sort of stuff you'll see here because I don't know myself until it gets written. This is my brag book, my journal, my (occasional) ranting space and my creative corner of the interwebs. Come on in and have a look around, hopefully you'll find something to amuse or interest you!
Mar 18th, 2020
Avian Assault
The cockatoos have been pruning the liquidambar Again in their quest for seed pods Shearing off the softer tips of branches Dropping them down on deck, Garden, and path, sprays of green On the piles of last year’s discarded leaves Seed pods rain down too Some in fragments ripped apart By hungry beaks, some whole […]
Mar 11th, 2020
#theinternetisforwhinging
My mind is not always kind to me And sometimes When it has been particularly unruly I take it to see someone who Is qualified to help with unruly minds And I tell this person stories Of what is going on in my life And how I feel about those things And how that makes […]
Feb 1st, 2020
I ATE’NT DEAD
The last year and a bit has, quite frankly, been hellish. The unrelenting stress ended up with my immune system doing its best to kill me, I got chronic idiopathic urticaria – head to toe hives for 10 weeks, along with angioedema which had my face and, at its worst, throat as well, swelling up […]
Jan 2nd, 2019
Untaken paths.
I’ve just finished reading The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. It was, of course, wonderful. This post is not about the book. “Face your life Its pain, its pleasure, Leave no path untaken” There are paths I didn’t take in life. Ones I travelled a little way down and then got stuck at some barrier […]
Dec 31st, 2018
New Year, New Beginnings
It’s been a long time since I blogged. Life got interesting. In the “may you live in interesting times” curse sort of way. Big changes. I’m single. After 26 years of marriage. And not by my choice. I won’t say much about that here. If you’ve sent me messages about the tablet weaving patterns and […]
May 16th, 2017
The edges of things
Where the mountains meet sky Where rocks break sea Where skin touches skin And breath is breathed in Where a knife’s edge curls wood Where hands shape clay Where thought becomes form And beauty is made Where minds grow invention Where pen marks page Where words start stories And ink bleeds and fades Where streams […]
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