Sabrina Lloyd

Season to Season by Clive James I have been fooled before, and just because This summer seems so long, it might not be My last. Winter...

The garden's weeds look to me as if in battle. The beach calls to be walked, to swim in the coldest water I have known. Acres of forests...

A slip of the tongue; A beautiful new way to measure time. The summer days lend themselves to that feeling the days will not end, the...

I am letting summer in. The rest, slow down. Heat making limbs loose; Naps always on the edge of fingers. Long walks on the beach,...

The heatwave passed. Long walks on the beach. Homemade ice cream in bowls made by my own hands. Still in awe of being home. The beauty...

I've been absent from this space. The travel home, the resettling, readjusting. Beds to make, friends to reconnect with. Seeds planted in...

By Mary Oliver, From The Book Of Time, poem 1. I rose this morning early as usual, and went to my desk. But it's spring, and the thrush...

It's been a good week. Busy, and full. I am taking three art classes and getting so much out of each. Feeling more free, trusting my...

It's hard living in two places. Both offer us something so rich and important for our souls and happiness. On the island, it's the...

Could you never tell a lie? Not even a small one. How you are, what you think, what you need. I listened to a podcast this week about...

I’ve been on this expat journey years longer than a decade now. From one country to another, we move and settle only to uproot once...

It’s been a crazy time. It is a crazy time. I vacillate between calm trust, and pure anxiety. For someone already prone to anxiety this...

Radical self-care. I’ve found myself gently easing into this. No big new year’s resolution. No waking up on the 1st with a whole new...

“This World” by Mary Oliver I would like to write a poem about the world that has in it nothing fancy. But it seems impossible. ...

A bird hit our window today. It’s happened before. Thankfully, not often. Our windows are so big and beautiful. So easily missed in...

We didn’t expect to find it, so late in summer, with fall only some wind gusts away. My son caught it, called us over. We didn’t expect...

We’ve always traveled with all of our things. Our home shut up in boxes, shipped across oceans, unloaded and unpacked, bringing our...

I left my dog at his new home today. The lovely people who asked to take him have been waiting anxiously, their arms looking to pet and...

In only a few weeks we will turn the page and move to Nairobi. I wondered how I’d feel when the time came to pack up and leave my island....