I turn the corner and start slowly down the old worn waving boardwalk. I look down and many planks have names carved in the middle of…
I was handed a cup of strawberry mango tea while it poured outside. Rains are a perfect excuse for a cup of tea. As I watched the Twining tea bags floating around in my cup, I thought of my grandfather. He was meticulous about his teas.
Smell is the first marker of what to anticipate when you walk into a room. Think about it.
What’s the first smell that hits you when you walk into your mother’s kitchen? I get the smell of friend onions and tomatoes usually; my mum uses it as a base for most of her curries.
Why I believe I’d never be able to produce a Patronus
For the first time since starting 100 Naked Words, I forgot to write.
I was the first in our group to tee off on hole three. Much to my surprise, my ball sailed over the tiny creek landing about ten feet shy of the…