I am not the pieces of brokenness inside, I am light.
I'm not the mistakes that I've made. I am not the pieces of the dream I left behind. I am light.
I am not the skin on the outside, I am not my age, I am not a race.
My soul inside is all light. I am light.
Lyrics by India Arie.
If only conker pie was a thing! Four horse chestnut trees and luckily only one of them seems to be producing a massive amount of conkers. I think it’s time to invest in a good leaf blower,” said us 5 years ago. Naturally, the kids ignore the ones in the garden and instead make us late walking to school, picking up ever conker on the way as if it is the first time they have ever seen one!! On the upside, you should be able to bounce a dime off my butt by the time fall is over!