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• “Look at me…” said the egg
  This morning, I found myself laughing at an egg. I weighed it, and it was 90 grams.Big enough already.But the shape was even more impressive. One of our hens had laid an unusual egg before.That one had a little rose-like pattern near the top,and unless you looked closely, it almost seemed like a normal egg.… Read more: “Look at me…” said the egg
• “Another Discovery: Our Hen Has Started Making Art”
  Just as wild ginseng is only visible to the seasoned collector and a diamond in a rocky mountain is only caught by the miner’s eye, perhaps I too am blessed with a small gift for spotting the hidden aesthetics of everyday life. This morning, a single egg in my hand whispered exactly that. Having seen… Read more: “Another Discovery: Our Hen Has Started Making Art”
• Dust, Dusk, Dusty — His Eyes Were Always Dusty
  Some days, you were Dust. Running along the fence line,light as the earth rising beneath your paws,wild as the path,free as the wind. Some days, you were Dusk. Quiet beside meas the sun leaned low,as evening softened the land,as shadows came gently home. I called you Dustybecause it was easy to say,because the name came… Read more: Dust, Dusk, Dusty — His Eyes Were Always Dusty
• Month of Mary — A Small Gift on the Last Day 🌹
  We carried Our Lady and the Child Jesus in procession,beginning from the church and walking around the block together. As we walked, we sang hymns with joy,then returned to the churchto pray the five Glorious Mysteries of the Rosary. After receiving the final blessing,I came home with a peaceful heart. Later that evening, I ate… Read more: Month of Mary — A Small Gift on the Last Day 🌹
• If Someone Could Give Me Back the Summer of 30 Years Ago
  One of my friends, Nev, showed me a small seaside lady figurine and asked if it could be repainted.She told me it had been a birthday gift from about thirty years ago. The colors had faded, and its original brightness had long disappeared.Yet somehow, it still carried the quiet warmth of all the years it… Read more: If Someone Could Give Me Back the Summer of 30 Years Ago

about

Gloria Lee is a bilingual author and storyteller based in Christchurch, New Zealand.
She retells Greek myths with warmth, humor, and imagination — weaving tales that bridge art, wisdom, and heart across generations.