Magical Midwinter

December, the final month. Yule. Christmas and the holiday season. Dark nights and icy mornings. Frost bitten fingers and red noses. Grass that crunches underfoot and trees etched in stark relief against startling bright sunsets. A beautiful month, the red of the holly berry against the shining, moist leaves, the bejewelled fallen leaves on theContinue reading “Magical Midwinter”

The Gift of a Rainy Saturday

It’s two days past Hallowe’en. The rain drips from the eves, soggy orange and brown leaves litter the drive and fill up the gutters, and the smell of kerosene wafts from my hands to my nose. I’ve just spent the last half hour filling my outside tank with enough heating fuel to keep the boilerContinue reading “The Gift of a Rainy Saturday”

Midsummer Magic – Fire rituals and Faeries

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 greenContinue reading “Midsummer Magic – Fire rituals and Faeries”

Under a Cobalt Sky

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 isContinue reading “Under a Cobalt Sky”

Those Darling Buds of May

The first day of May was heralded with birdsong and bright, bright sunshine. After a month of heat and cold, scorching days and downpours, April had left the building. She slipped away with her dappled raincoat under her arm without a backwards glance. The swallows were waiting for her passage before once more taking upContinue reading “Those Darling Buds of May”

Mindful Musings

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 theContinue reading “Mindful Musings”

A Little Heat

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 theContinue reading “A Little Heat”

Here, Hare, Here – March Arrives and it’s about time.

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. TheContinue reading “Here, Hare, Here – March Arrives and it’s about time.”