tea
A Short Tea Ceremony, Written Down
I do not practise the formal way. I only borrow its shape: a bowl, a guest, a few quiet minutes. What happens when two people sit down and make tea together.
walking
Walking Home Slowly
I used to take the quick road home. Now I take the long one, past the allotments and the broken wall. What an extra fifteen minutes does to an autumn evening.
home
An Empty Shelf
There is one shelf in my house with nothing on it. It took me a year to leave it that way. A short note on space, and on the courage of an unfilled corner.
ceramics
The Unevenness of a Handmade Bowl
A good bowl is not a perfect circle. Notes from the wheel on why the slight lean, the thumbprint and the pooled glaze are the reasons I keep a bowl.
tea
A Morning Tea, Without Hurry
One pot, one cup, the kettle just off the boil. A small morning routine, described the way I do it, and nothing here is advice for anybody else.
repair
Repair as Respect
A cup slipped from my hand in March. I kept the pieces. What mending a broken thing teaches, and why a visible seam says more than a clean one.