Here’s Muffin taking some moments outside after a long winter hiatus. I loved how frisky she was. Literally everything that moved in the breeze was a possibility. She nearly even climbed a tree. And this, for a fairly lazy cat, was impressive. Another miracle of spring 🌺

I literally became a child and had my first bubble bath in twenty years. A sensory explosion of soft tickly bubbly goodness. Are bubbles fascinating or what?! I’m hooked.

Hanging out and having tummy tickles

Fennel sleeps. Wow that nose. Yes it is as soft and luxurious as it looks 😻

Patient cats thinking of the possibilities

This is me with all my flaws. Bring it on. I’m ready to rock this. Cathedral style 😉

I just love conifer trees. Maybe I was a tree elf once. I’m literally drawn to their energy…

This is the room where the Magna Carter is kept. Apparently it’s a very important document.

I saw some profound things today and realised how beautiful it was to be out in the sun on a spring day with my wonderful best friend. I saw people’s creativity and felt lucky 😄 Some photos will follow of Salisbury Cathedral and its magic…

And as if by some beautiful magic, as soon as I’d finished writing the sentence ‘face my fears’ I heard some huge wing beats outside and saw two swans had just landed at the bottom of the garden. How fittingly beautiful ❤️ Yay for nature. Yay for life. I’m ready.

Yesterday was a confusing and hard day. After a great morning in the pre-spring sunshine doing jobs, all of a sudden I crashed out and became confused with myself. I doubted myself, my abilities, got incredibly lethargic and a massive migraine. I was trapped in my own head. All the music I listened to made me feel insignificant. That my voice wasn’t good enough. I started comparing myself to others and couldn’t stop, even though I knew it was pointless. My fear of performing live began to surface, my breath quickened, the dread came. I love to sing and let my voice soar but as soon as there’s an audience watching me or even some recording equipment nearby I stress out. I also know that the more I do it, the more I’ll get used to it.

I spent some time on Netflix. It didn’t help. I went to bed and slept. It was the only solution.

Wow. What a ride. Today I feel great and raring to go. Ready to sing again. It’s amazing what a moodshift can bring. I became vulnerable. It’s was powerful. Not easy. Very emotional. But now I’m back and ready to face my fears.

Cats. Hanging out. They are awesome at synchronising movements. Like paw washing, ear tip movements, tail swishes.

Best friends having some winter fun ❄️❤️❄️

I love snow shadows ❄️

She made it!

It took 24 hours and some serious snow shoveling for this little cat to venture out.

This is my final play on my beloved Dusty Strings harp. So bright and beautiful. A real honour and joy to play. Thank you. May you meet lots of wonderful people on your new journey and have amazing adventures. I’ll always remember your sweet, powerful song ❤️ I’m selling it because I’m a traveller now so my smaller harp is more convenient to carry around and suits my voice better. It’s been an important lesson in letting go.

I met this little character today. Mimi. As you can imagine she is a delight. I fell in love with her instantly. She’s a rescue from Romania. It made leaving my harp there to sell that much easier.

Squidgy sleepy cat Muffin doing what she does best.

Cat love. Yay! 😻

Beautiful colours at dusk.