20/10/2026
What if we could put a moment in time into a bottle and open it up when we were feeling down. A special place, people we love, quiet moments, creativity, contemplation and gratitude for a life full of happiness.
Yesterday I watched an Instagram post which led to a sleepless night and much catastrophising. I wish I could erase it, and others from my mind but some things always leave their mark. It is too late now, but all I can do is prevent it happening again.
I’m no longer going to let these posts invade my personal space and my doomscrolling days are over.
I will continue to post, particularly about my handmade journals. These have pages waiting for you to fill with your own special thoughts and I look forward to following you by interacting directly with your page and replying to your comments.
A new grandchild, my family, my never ending granny square blanket, a rather large stack of unread books, the family tree, my father’s legacy and the possibility of another Munro demand all my attention now……….