Playing With Fire

  

 Chilli Jam - Not for Toast!

 Sweet Chilli Sauce - Keep it on Ice!

My Kind of Rock Face

                   Inspired by children to leave my chair
                   And dance for a moment in the sun
                   What fair face looks upon me?
                   And wonders what I've become

Night Night Mum - Rest Well

Enid Mary Bowser Parnham
15th October 1936 - 16th September 2011

“The death of each of us is in the order of things: it follows life as surely as night follows day. We can take the Tree of Life as a symbol. The human race is the trunk and branches of this tree, and individual men and women are the leaves, which appear one season, flourish for a summer, and then die. I am like a leaf of this tree, and one day I shall be torn off by a storm or simply decay and fall, and become part of the earth about its roots. When I die and fall, the tree remains, nourished to some small degree by my brief manifestation of life. Millions of leaves have preceded me and millions will follow me; the tree itself grows and endures”

(Herbert Read)

Changing Time

Purely Abstract - but I love it.
Provocative for me, and thought provoking...
Or just a simple image?
You Choose.