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Thistle & Butterfly There is a quiet kind of comfort I find in the sight of a thistle. Whether it’s nestled in the grass by a lay-by,...

If you are reading this I welcome you. With open arms and an open heart, I thank you for being here. Whatever path has brought you, instinct, curiosity, a piqued interest or a brief pause in absent-minded scrolling, you are here. Now.

There's a spot by my back door. It is familiar, grounding, my 'go - to' space. It is not particularly elegant or beautiful. But it is my space. It doesn't have soft cushions, gentle lighting or soothing comfort. Yet, it holds me in the only way a place of familiarity can. I find myself here again, aware of the world moving and living around me.