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"An artist is an ordinary person who can take ordinary things and make them special." I came across this quote

The first daffodil

The first daffodils. One is flowering and one is almost. It seems extraordinary, as the snow has only gone in

Five degrees today. The frost and ice have gone. As have blue skies. It’s been grey and damp, a light

Thaw and a theft

Thaw and a theft. It’s sllghtly warmer today, but there are still treacherous icy patches. Water to all the outside

Another year. It’s January 7th . It’s been nearly four months since I last posted. Hope, expectation, disappointment, worry, frustration.

And now it’s September. We have been seizing the day or making the most of a flurry of staycation activity.

It has been a period of incessant activity. Juliet’s birthday, Lammastide and another glorious full moon came and went. Barely

Jane Austen is a regular preoccupation. Though not a complete Janiac, quotes and phrases from her novels do pop into

Life is different, but the 'old normal' shows no sign of returning yet. A steady flow of visitors has been

Today the chaps have been taking down one of the tipi frames in the yard. We’re going to leave one

One year ago

A friend sent me a picture of the boys making hay a year ago. There was no pandemic, no furlough

I mentioned gluten-free pizza. Finding the perfect flour for a gluten-free pizza dough has taken a long time. But the

Ennio Morricone, conductor, composer and trumpet-player, died yesterday. Amongst a long career of achievements he wrote the scores to over

Let them eat cake

So, the five-mile-limit will be dropped from Monday in Wales. Since this started I’ve only done one trip beyond this

‘It’s worse than Christmas,’ said the postie. Several building/DIY related parcels arrived for the husband and a gift for me.