Author: Ria

  • Postcards From New York | The Re-Runs

    nyc-downtown-skyline

    “New York is a diamond iceberg floating in river water.”
     ― Truman Capote

    So I’m back! Still a little foggy in the head and my heart still beating in the centre of Manhattan. This trip to New York was definitely more ‘touristy’ than last time I visited. With my family in tow we very much stuck around Midtown for the most part when we weren’t hopping on tour buses and making our way Downtown to see the Statue of Liberty or walking down to Chelsea Market.

    (more…)

  • Inspiration | Spring in Bloom

    spring-in-bloom

    “Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
    “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”
    – The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett

    I know, I know a post about flowers and greenery and that smell of a new season in the air *I can see you yawning through the screen*

    Honestly the idea that Spring air, the days getting longer, and the sight of blossoms on the trees are really doing good for my general wellbeing. I adore the cosy embrace of Autumn and the euphoria of Summer, but I think it’s far to say I don’t fair well in the Winter – and this one seems to have gone on forever. Though the cold snap is still present here and the intermittent rain showers are still ever present in England, the flowers are slowly creeping out and so is the sunshine between the cracks of cloud.

    Let the sun shine in!

    Ria

  • Poetry | To the city that stole my heart

    Times Square

    To the city that stole my heart,
    It’s only been a few hours since I left
    Yet it feels like I’ve been away an age
    I’m afraid my memory of you won’t hold for much longer

    To the city that stole my heart,
    As the bright lights fade into the distance I shiver
    I feel cold not surrounded by crowds
    The silence is stifling

    To the city that stole my heart,
    Your looming concrete skylines never fail to steal my breath
    I wax poetic at your beauty at every possible moment to people who don’t care
    Is it possible to feel more at home here than my own bed?

    To the city that stole my heart,
    I know how Holiday felt now, Frank too
    I quietly hum the lyrics to a Billy Joel song
    A piano accompaniment to our love affair

    To the city that stole my heart,
    They’re trying to turn me against you
    I am blinded by optimism, they tell me to move on
    Or face the inevitable heartbreak you will deal out

    To the city that stole my heart,
    Why is it so hard to say goodbye
    I’ve been to hell and back in your arms
    But this is a one way relationship

    To the city that stole my heart
    Keep it

    I never want it back anyway

    Ria