Little paradises take their time.

It's all about the person you want to message when you're surrounded by beauty.

Did ya think I'd just forget about you and move on, you crazy man? Nope, nope, nopety nope.

I'm doing weird. Thanks for asking.

Walnut halves. Little wooden brains.

The moon doesn't owe me anything, and yet she continues giving.

Sheer perfection.

All the badness fell away when I heard his voice.

Just imagine how lovely it would be.

Fortresses are hard to live in, but they’re also terrifying to leave.

Naked and oiled up on the massage table perhaps wasn't the best time for my Dad to appear and tell the Reiki healer to pass on a very specific message to me from the spirit world. To be fair, he probably got more of a fright than I did.

Just do it.

My sweet love hasn't died.

I feel when you look.

I hope your email finds me.

Poked my tongue into the little hole in my lemon sherbet, and it fizzled, frothed, and foamed. Thought of you.

Unconditional tenderness wraps around you even when you’re not looking.

Maybe I swim under your surface like that because you want me there.

This soul searing sadness. I just can't shake it. Come back.

I guess the sparrowhawk ate well this morning.

Clouds be a bit of this, a bit of that today.

The winner took it all, and she doesn't even realise.

My love language is leaving fingerprints on your soul.

Still waiting on a signal from you.

Not even Brad Pitt.

I died a lot to live a little with you.

Putting the mean in dopamine.

A mix of Tormund Giantsbane/Vinnie Jones, I imagine him, at best, covered in Vicks Vaporub at a rave in the 90's, at worst, a joyrider in his youth. He buys me an afternoon cocktail and tells me I have a pretty aura. My bullshit detector overheats, but for five blessed minutes, my head & heart rest.

Just a small tree this year 😉

How rude of the garage mechanic to not know what I meant when I asked if he had a 'car pumper upperer thingamaybob'. So obvious 🙄

Clouds be hefty on the morning glory today.

I hope you remember my fire when your world turns cold. Goodnight.

Kiss me under the cameltoe.

You ruined me for anyone else. You ruined anyone else for me.

Thinking about faking a burst appendix to get out of this dinner date.

(little flash of) Thigh Thursday.

Every connection is a mirror. The brave ones don't look away.

Origami hummingbird, a beautiful late birthday present from my friend ❤️

Clouds be staying home, where it's warm, today.

That string you're holding onto? I'm still holding the other end. No amount of silence, distance or heartbreak will change that.

People talk about losing your mind, but the world around you is the only thing you lose. Your mind is all that remains, miles and fucking miles of it.

Thoughts & prayers for the peely wally, red haired, thickblooded Tartan Army, currently booking World Cup tickets to some of the hottest states in America for Summer 2026. Factor 1000 will be needed and kilts will be promptly removed!

I thought nothing could top sharing my banana with the sheep today, but my boy is currently singing 'Where Love Lives' in operatic style while he cooks us a stir fry, and it's pretty great.

Best played loud.

Clouds be tickled pink at my back door.