Two day's holiday sounds like an oxymoron - how can you call it a holiday when it's only a couple of days? So, really it was a two day break that felt like a holiday. It felt like a holiday to me. The previous few weeks consisted of endless ferrying of the girls to their … Continue reading Surfboards and Baggy Swimsuits
Tonight is Midsummer's Night. The midpoint of the year, the longest day when summer reigns supreme and the countryside is lush and fecund. The hedgerows are full of singing birds, heavy with overhanging elderflower heads and honesuckle. Tiny nuts are growing on the hazel and the rowan has exchanged its pink confetti for little green … Continue reading Midsummer Magic – Fire rituals and Faeries
The deck is covered in confetti - miniscule petals of pink and white are scattered across the boards and the corner seat where I sit sipping my first coffee of the morning. A pigeon coos from the large nest in the willow tree and birdsong reverberates all around me. Bank holiday weekend and all is … Continue reading Under a Cobalt Sky
Time travel has always been a source of fascination to me. I grew up on Dr Who and of course, just by mentioning my Doctors; Tom Baker and Jon Pertwee, I realize I'm giving a nod to my advancing years. Saturday nights meant eating buttered crumpets in pyjamas, glued to the television screen watching rubber … Continue reading Parallel Universes and Dr Who
Happiness is a cup of herbal tea on a wooden bench beneath an overhanging rowan branch. It's the slight breeze rippling down the hill that kisses the back of my neck. It's in the quiet country road and the cyclist who passes the gate in his own private world. It's in the stretch of the … Continue reading Mindful Musings
I sat out out on the deck for the first time this year. There was sun, there was warmth. I opened the patio door and wandered out in my socks. A coffee in one hand, a notebook in the other. I can't remember the last time I sat on the bench, looking out at the … Continue reading A Little Heat
That year rolled around faster than ever. It doesn't seem that long ago that I was ruminating about my life and trying to add up my existence and relate it somehow to the celebration of being a woman. This year, I added another female role to my repertoire, that of grandmother, or Nanny, to be … Continue reading A Life Less Ordinary – Thoughts on International Women’s Day
So, March - it's about bloody time. I thought we'd never see the back of February! And I'm not talking about the WiHM promotion - that was great, loved every minute of it. No, I'm talking about all those grey, miserable days, when it was hard to tell the difference between twilight and morning. The … Continue reading Here, Hare, Here – March Arrives and it’s about time.