Time of Year

By Damien Knight

The cold bites my lungs
It burns my skin blue
Wrapped in sweaters
And buried under blankets
We fight the death of sun
And the return of winter
The leaves fall fast now
By the fireplace I knit
A winter scarf for the snow
Bound to come this year
Ghost tales play on the box
My dog barks eager for the cold
I wish to cuddle, watch shows
Play indoor games with the kids
Ah I won’t fight winter
Time with family never grows old

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The Sea

By Damien Knight

The sea flows and ebbs, forward and back
The skies glimmer with pinks and reds
My daughter plays in the sand, mouth slack
Her hands thoughtful as she builds her castle
The horizon a boat speeds by waves break
My son runs along the line foot prints in sand
He charges kicks down her castle
“Daddy!” she cries and I take her hand
The sky is purple now, I gather her shovel and bucket
Her pretty strawberry head cries
“You only have eachother,” I scold, “dont forget.”
“Yes sir,” they whimper as we pack our things
The sea which was glistening turquoise earlier
Now reflected the purple black sky
My young ones at heel to the hotel
These are the memories I won’t let pass by

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Our First Ask Me Anything

Answers Written By Damien Knight

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Hello, I am Damien, the head blogger of our family blog The Shade of Writing. We are a home-school family of writers that love to travel. We write on various topics such as education, philosophy, poetry and history. We also have a Twitter, an Instagram and a YouTube.

I write poetry and share drafts of my novel when I am not in classes at the local university. My kids post their writing assignments from their books and papers on topics that interest them. My spouse travels for his job and most of our travel and food reviews are from him. We all are open to questions so ask away.

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The Year I got Cat Litter for Christmas

By Damien Knight

Some Christmases stick out in memory better than others. Maybe they stand out because of the gifts or perhaps just because of things that happen that year.  For me it was Christmas in Germany that I can never forget. It was there that we as a family we started so many traditions. I was about 10 or 11.

That December we had all asked for pets for Christmas. I had sent Saint Nick a letter myself asking for a cat. That night my sisters and I plotted to stay up and catch Saint Nick and make sure we go our pets. I never caught Santa in the act because next I remember was my mom calling for us.

I stumbled out bleary-eyed in pink pajamas. My long blonde hair a ratted mess. I could hear mom yelling at the dog.

“No! Bad Ralph!”

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Tiptastic Tuesday

By Damien Knight

This weeks Tiptastic tip is a parenting one. Today I had a long conversation about my childhood with my kids. I answered them without hesitation. And this made me realise I never dared ask my parents how they were raised or what they dis as kids. 

Growing up it always felt like my parents had always been adults. Surely they never played like I did. I wanted my kids to know I…

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Tiptastic Tuesday: Honest Parenting

By Damien Knight

This weeks Tiptastic tip is a parenting one. Today I had a long conversation about my childhood with my kids. I answered them without hesitation. And this made me realise I never dared ask my parents how they were raised or what they did as kids.

Growing up it always felt like my parents had always been adults. Surely they never played like I did. I wanted my kids to know I understood, I have been there so I regularly tell anecdotes of my childhood. And that’s my tip for parent’s tell your kids about yourself. Want kids who will trust you with secrets? Trust them, believe me it works. When my son went through some tough stuff he knew I’d listen because I always do.

I am sure this isn’t new advice but maybe for some it is. Anyway happy Tuesday!