PGP / SPD My story:

There’s something powerful about noticing the details . The way nature reclaims space. The way structure and growth coexist. The way perspective changes everything depending on where you stand. Not everything has to be loud to be meaningful. Sometimes it’s the quiet moments, the textures, the overlooked corners, that tell the most honest stories. This is what I see when I slow down. This is what grounding looks like for me. — Sarah Wingfield 💚✨ KawaiiDollDecora.uk #photography #natureandurban #perspective #creativeexpression #mindfulmoments #strongertogether #visualstorytelling #ukphotography #grounding #artthroughlens Alt Text: A collage of four photographs combining natural and urban environments. Top image: A small stone building covered in green ivy sits behind a low stone wall, surrounded by large trees with dense foliage. The image is taken at a tilted angle, with tree branches framing the scene and creating a dreamy, immersive perspective. Bottom left: A rustic outdoor area wit...

My Not-To-Do list: Well… that wasn’t on my to-do list. 🙃 I fell and twisted my ankle. One minute I was walking, next minute gravity said “absolutely not” and now I’m wrapped up in towels like a poorly little burrito. 😅 It’s sore. It’s frustrating. And if you know me, you know resting is not exactly my favourite hobby. I like being productive. I like moving. I like doing. But sometimes the body makes the decision for you. So I’m elevating it. Wrapping it. Being gentle. Letting it heal. 🩷 This is your reminder (and clearly mine too): Rest is not weakness. Slowing down is not failure. Healing is still progress. If I’m a little quieter while I recover, that’s why. Just sending love to my ankle and hoping it behaves itself. 💗✨ — Sarah Wingfield ❤️  #Healing #RestIsProductive #DisabledAndDetermined #KawaiiDollDecora #InConcreteIBloom Alt text: A close-up photo of a hand holding a square card against a soft, pale background. On the card is a kawaii-style cartoon illustration of an ank...

What Caused My Latest Seize Up Sometimes it’s the smallest things that tip my body into chaos. This time, it was a bath. I was at my partner’s home and he hadn’t put the water heater on. I thought, it’s fine – I’ll make do. I should just be grateful to have water at all. So I ran a cold bath. The moment I got in, I knew I’d made the wrong choice. My muscles, tendons, ligaments, and joints all seized in protest. Pain shot through me. My whole body locked up in a way that felt both brutal and familiar. Lesson learned, the hard way. The aftermath was just as frustrating. I had to cancel and reschedule my driving lesson, and instead of moving forward with plans, I was left flared up, seized, and forced into extra rest. With everything else life has been throwing at my partner and me lately, it was too much for my body to tolerate – and it let me know. I’m still hoping I’ll make it to the council meeting tonight, but just in case, I’ve arranged for someone I know to collect the papers for m...