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Thoughts & poems from a smallholding in West Wales, locked down and unlocking.
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Dear Reader - I've decided to put these posts together, edit, reformat, etc and to create an ebook. The title
March and here we are again.
It was my birthday yesterday. March 12th. My sister sent flowers, as did an old schoolfriend. My son delivered a
A lot of water, and another birthday
The smallest small turns four. It’s been a dinosaury kind of day – dino cake, dino-themed cards and presents. Yesterday
Insomnia, a delinquent cat and a bear named Pooh
And in that warm cocoon, I am up against the faceless man once more. I’ve had my second guess at
Healing, holiness and history
Healing, holiness and history Lichfield Cathedral is the first UK cathedral to be used as a Coronavirus vaccination centre. And
A laidback mouse, and soulfood
"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
A birthday. The temporary trimming of wings.
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
A scintilla of hope; a whisper of sadness
Another year. It’s January 7th . It’s been nearly four months since I last posted. Hope, expectation, disappointment, worry, frustration.
Fall falls early, barn camping and the inspection of feet.
And now it’s September. We have been seizing the day or making the most of a flurry of staycation activity.
Making hay, thunderclaps and uncertainty
It has been a period of incessant activity. Juliet’s birthday, Lammastide and another glorious full moon came and went. Barely
Losing things and finding Jane again
Jane Austen is a regular preoccupation. Though not a complete Janiac, quotes and phrases from her novels do pop into
Presence, absence and processing
Life is different, but the 'old normal' shows no sign of returning yet. A steady flow of visitors has been
Byebye tipi and feeding the sheep
Today the chaps have been taking down one of the tipi frames in the yard. We’re going to leave one