Tuesday, 22 August 2017

The vultures...

circled at dawn as we 
unpacked our treasures.

Is this a healthy way to live?
I thought as folk carried away square plates given to me by Uncle Norman 300 years ago, which to my shame I have only used a few times
back in the day when pretension was the name of the dinner party game. 
So many things tied with happy memories were taken to be sold.  
Possessions I now know 
don't empower you.  
Strangely I feel so much  freer, lighter, happier.
This for me is the way forward.
Let others be the guardians of clutter not this lass...

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