................ And so to the seas, the waves and the wild everything that is nature she went.
Karen, the author of Daisies, Doilies and Donkeys passed away in April in her beloved home with her family at her side.
She is missed so much more than we can say and the world is less without her. Recording her thoughts and memories in this place meant so much to Karen and is now a beautiful legacy for us all.
May we remember Karen every time we see a daisy on a summer's lawn, admire a handmade doily or spend some time with the creatures she loved so much; the humble donkey!
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.